I've done no work,
Instead I watched The Last Exorcism,
That'll teach me to shirk,
Because the film lacked entertaining rhythm.
I believe I've learnt a lesson,
I should just do my work,
The longer I delay my mission,
The more I'll go berserk.
The film wasn't that good anyway,
Some girl got possessed and went mad,
I shouldn't use films as a getaway,
And now I type, feeling guilty and bad.
But tomorrow is another day,
I'm going to do lots of work,
But then that's what I always say,
Another day, another day, it's just my way.