Mr Procrastinator - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Well, I can't help the feeling

Of not having a fucking clue

Well, you can keep on keeping on

But that ain't gonna help you do nothing

You rot away in that bedroom

Started wearing v-necks

Ohh, you ditched those trackie bottoms too

Well, you can keep on keeping on

But that ain't gonna help you do nothing

You rot away in that classroom

You'll wake up one day to see the world that you've created

You'll sit down in your ashtray shouting out I'll never make it

You'll never survive that way, stood there in your quarter zipper

He's always free on a Friday

They call him Mr. Procrastinator

He's never good at speaking

Oh I bet he's never even spoke to you

He won't socialise but he'll realise

One day that he can't go on, knocking round with muppets

Sniffin it up in the bathroom

You'll wake up one day to see the world that you've created

You'll sit down in your ashtray shouting out I'll never make it

You'll never survive that way, stood there in your quarter zipper

He's always free on a Friday

They call him Mr. Procrastinator

You'll wake up one day to see the world that you've created

You'll sit down in your ashtray shouting out I'll never make it

You'll never survive that way, stood there in your quarter zipper

He's always free on a Friday

They call him Mr. Procrastinator

Mr. Procrastinator

Oh, Mr. Procrastinator

They call him Mr. Procrastinator