I Don't Mind

Truly, with his thorn in your side
 and you don't know why
 Julie dips her toe in the tide
 and she don't know why
 No, she don't know why she got
 all dolled up for a suicide
 And when the stage lights dimmed on the fading scrim,
 it was morning before the cheering died
 Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?
 King George in imperial robe
 and a lazy eye
 knelt down as the semaphore broke
 on his tawdry bride
 But we don't know why he got
 all stressed out on the motherland
 With his T.V. sets and his fighter jets
 and the royal ubiquitous handycam
 Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?
 Here's you with your mom on your back
 going into the woods
 She's so proud that you're staying on track
 like a good son should
 But you don't know why you got
 all choked up when you said goodbye
 And you can hear her still when the nights are still
 all crying out for calamine
 Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?
 Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind?