Lousy Weekend - Daniel Johnston

Talk about a lousy weekend

Couldn’t find a single friend friend

Had my heart set on disappointment

Up walks a super joe joe

Asks me how my day go go

Tells me good luck and spits on my shoe

But oh, oh oh, the telephone rings

And oh, oh oh, there’s nobody there

Saw a girl on the street corner

Say hey i’m a lonely loner

She looks at me like i’m some sort of crud

Fast cars pass me by

Everybody cursing me why

Find a donut in the sewer

Oh, oh oh, the telephone rings

And oh, oh oh, there’s nobody there

Doesn’t matter what you eat

I think you’re all a bunch of creeps

And i would like to see you all gone

Stop comin' 'round my door

I don’t care for you no more

Wish you would all just go away

Oh, oh oh, the telephone rings

Oh, oh oh, there’s nobody there

Talk about a lousy weekend