Stuff an things

(Verse 1)
Sunrise creeping, coffee's in my hand
My wife walks in with a sleepy grin, asks about my plans
"So, what are you up to on this lovely day?"
I take a little sip and then I softly say
"Oh, you know, the usual, got a lot to do"
"Writing down some melodies, a movie script or two"
"Little bit of work, the emails never cease"
She just smiles and shakes her head, disturbs my morning peace
(Chorus)
And she asks, "So, what's that really mean?"
I just laugh and say, "You know the routine"
"It's just stuff and things, a whole lot of everything"
"Yeah, stuff and things, who knows what the day will bring?"
(Verse 2)
Later in the evening, the TV's gentle glare
I'm flipping through the channels, kicked back in my chair
She peeks over the sofa, with a curious eye
"Whatcha watching over there, my super secret spy?"
I could be watching action, could be watching news
Could be old black and white films, or paying history's dues
I just give a little shrug, a twinkle in my eye
Another vague reply is all that I'll supply
(Chorus)
And she asks, "So, what's that on the screen?"
I just laugh and say, "You know the routine"
"It's just stuff and things, a whole lot of everything"
"Yeah, stuff and things, who knows what the night will bring?"
(Bridge)
While I'm out there driving, heading off to work
I'm singing to the radio, one of the job's main perks
Then I'm home and gaming, controller in my hand
Exploring brand new worlds across a digital land
Come on girl, you know it's all in fun
Just how I unwind when all the work is done
(Chorus)
So when you ask me what I'm playing, and I start to grin
Please don't be surprised when the same old thoughts begin
It's just stuff and things, a whole lot of everything
Yeah, stuff and things, who knows what the game will bring?
(Outro)
Just some stuff and things
Oh, you know
Writing songs, movies, work
Stuff and things
What you watching?
It's just stuff and things
Yeah... stuff and things.

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