Words and Music by Eric Steffensen. All guitars, vocals and bass by Eric Steffensen. Drums by Brian Stephens. Mixed by Ed Unger at Blue Sound Studios, Atlanta, GA. Copyright 2004 by Eric Steffensen.
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Five hundred channels but nothings on
A box full of email makes me yawn
This signal to noise depresses me
My knees are bucklin'
The weight of all I must retain
can't be supported by my simple frame
I feel so overwhelmed
I feel so overwhelmed
Overloaded, befuddled and confused
I feel so overwhelmed
Can't go on the web I've seen it all
I can't read the paper; it won't enthrall
It's just the same thing every day.
The gods are chucklin'
'Cause all the stuff I must retain
Can't be recycled by my simple brain
I feel so overwhelmed
I feel so overwhelmed
Overloaded, befuddled and confused
I feel so overwhelmed
Seems like everyone wants to squander my time
And everyone wants to talk on my dime
Evereyone wants to point out my crimes
My knees are bucklin'
The weight of all I must retain
Can't be supported by my simple brain
The gods are chucklin
'Cause all the stuff I must retain
Can't be recyled by my simple brain
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