Nothing Makes Me Happy

Doing nothing, Bob, is really doing something

That literally makes no sense. Maybe you could just give me the keys and...

Bob, Bob, Bob, you're not listening

There are times in my life

When I've had to do something

Hiring, firing, illegal trash dumping

But any time that I have had something to do

I always wished that I could bid that something adieu

Nothing, nothing, nothing makes me happy

Doing something is what I avoid

I adore diddly-squat

It thrills me a lot

And nothing never gets me annoyed

Oh, sometimes I have to do stuff, and I hate it

Like paying off arsonists, showering and shaving

Wait, did you just say "paying off arsonists"?

No, I said, uh, playing golf with pharmacists

Huh. Where was I? Oh

Nothing, nothing, nothing makes me happy

(Happy, happy)

Nothing brings me nothing but joy

So if you haven't tried nada

I really think you oughta

'Cause all play and no work make me a big, sexy boy

Big, old, sexy boy

Are you starting to get it now, Bob?

Maybe. I mean, I guess you are a big, sexy boy, but...

Well, of course, I am

Yeah

Now let's go do nothing somewhere else