I've Got Better Things To Do

by Clive James and Pete Atkin

I got better things to do
Than hang around you the livelong day
I got better things to do
Than think about you the livelong day

There's all my seashells from everywhere I've been
There must be hundreds that need another clean
I've got better things to do, believe me
Than hang around you

I got better things to do
Than waiting for you to talk to me
I got better things to do
Than dying for you to talk to me

I could watch King Kong for the whole afternoon
Or a late-night re-run of Destination Moon
I got better things to do, believe me
Than hang around you

Big deal, so you think you're in demand
Well do you know what you really are?
You're a baby piano pretending to be grand
And all I want is a table near the band
So you can hear me go "Nyaargh!"
Have a cigar

I got better things to do
Than waiting for you to notice me
I got better things to do
Than yelling at you to look at me

I got books of crosswords that are only half filled in
I could fill in the rest and fill the first half in again
I've got better things to do, believe me
Than hang around you

OK, so you're heading for the top
But with me it won't get you far
They've put your features on toothpaste, powder soap and scent
Your name in lights and your footprints in cement
But to me you're just "Nyaargh!", that's what you are

I got better things to do than hang around you the livelong day
I got better things to do than think about you the livelong day
There are things at home that need attending to
Like the alabaster statue I'm carving of you
I've got better things to do, believe me
Than hang around you