Rabbit Hole

I give myself very good advice

But I very seldom take it

I give myself my most solemn word

But I fear I often break it

I don't know why it's so hard for me

To behave the way I should be

My mind says: I am not listening

La, la, la, la, la

I make myself very lofty goals

But I very seldom keep them

And as for rewards for self-control

Well, I fear I rarely reap them

It's all very well, but I stop to think

It all goes to hell when I'm on the brink

My mind says: I am not listening

La, la, la, la, la

And all that advice, I've heard it before

I should be nice, reserved and demure

And if I should hear a knock on the door

I should check twice, just to be sure

And if there's a rabbit hole in the floor

I should stay put, and not go explore

But my mind says: I am not listening

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I am not listening

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I am not listening

La, la, la, la, la