Don?t wanna listen to my telephone ring   Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing   Not this morning   Don?t wanna think about the night before   Or maybe it?s a bore behind an open door   Got no time for that this morning      If I had the mind or I had the time   Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme   And tell about my warning   But it?s too late now   It's too late now   It's too late now      I don?t wanna think about a runaway dad   That took away the only thing that I never had   Don?t even miss him this morning   I don?t wanna think about a cold goodbye   Or a high school buddy got a little too high   I can?t help him out this morning      Reviewers laugh at me, so I go out to sea   And perhaps it?s just as well 'cause I?d rather be in hell   Than be a wealthy man this morning   But it?s too late now   It's too late now   It's too late now      Whatever happened to images 'cause now they?re gone   And worn-out phrases just keep a hangin? on   Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses   The conversation sinks as the evening drowses   It?s just like 46201   It's just like 46201      Whatever happened to early morning open skies   And broken faces, half with melting eyes   Enough of riddles that just play with time   Cause I?m still here and I can?t beg a dime   I?m back here in 46201   I?m back here in 46201      Something better's waiting for me around the corner now   I got to find it and try and hang on for a little while   I'm back here in 46201   There's gotta be a few small changes made      Don?t wanna listen to my telephone ring   Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing   Leave me alone this morning