I´m not really on a hustle
But I must admit, I still enjoy the grind
Now traffic doesn´t bother me at all
´Cause for once, I´m at place and time

Questions I used to ask myself
Answers I needed now
Problems seem so unsolvable
But nothing much bothers me now
Nothing bothers me at all

I´m falling down again
But it seems this time, I can´t break my fall
But if I hurt myself, I´ll put my band-aid on
And I´ll fall, fall again

Questions I used to ask myself
Answers I needed now
Problems seem so unsolvable
But nothing much bothers me now
Nothing bothers me at all

Nothing´s perfect
But today is close as it will ever, ever be
Makin´ songs is hard when you´re happy
No one wants to hear about your lovely, lovely days

But why should I be bothered at all
When everyday, I have a ball
Why should I care what you think about my songs?
Why would I be bothered by the things you say at all?

Told my manager I had nothing scandalous to say
Told my publicist no thrills, okay
Leave me by the beach today so I can feel the breeze
And watch the children play

But why would I be bothered at all
When everyday, I have a ball
Why should I care what you think about my songs?
Why would I be bothered by the things you say at all?
No meetings, no phone calls
The only birds I´m catchin´
Are the ones I see flying up above me
Hope they have a very, very, very, very, very, very nice day!