Too Much Time On My Hands

Styx

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Intro: Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool Got the twelve o’ clock news blues And Ive given up hope for the afternoon soaps And a bottle of cold brew Is it any wonder Im not crazy? Is it any wonder Im sane at all Well Im so tired of losing I got nothing to do and all day to do it I go out cruisin but Ive no place to go and all night to get there Is it any wonder Im not a criminal? Is it any wonder Im not in jail? Is it any wonder Ive got... Too much time on my hands its ticking away with my sanity Ive got too much time on my hands its hard to believe such a calamity Ive got too much time on my hands and its ticking away Ticking away from me Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands F#5 Solo: |/ |/ /| / | x4 Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Well Im a jet fuel genius. I can solve the worlds problems Without even trying I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends That is as long as Im buying Is it any wonder Im not the president Is it any wonder Im null and void? Is it any wonder Ive got... Too much time on my hands its ticking away at my sanity Ive got too much time on my hands its hard to believe such a calamity Ive got too much time on my hands and its ticking away from me Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands Too much time on my hands

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