Rabbit Hole

I give myself very good advice
But I very seldom take it
I give myself my most solemn word
But I fear I often break it

I don't know why it's so hard for me
To behave the way I should be
My mind says: I am not listening
La, la, la, la, la

I make myself very lofty goals
But I very seldom keep them
And as for rewards for self-control
Well, I fear I rarely reap them

It's all very well, but I stop to think
It all goes to hell when I'm on the brink
My mind says: I am not listening
La, la, la, la, la

And all that advice, I've heard it before
I should be nice, reserved and demure
And if I should hear a knock on the door
I should check twice, just to be sure

And if there's a rabbit hole in the floor
I should stay put, and not go explore
But my mind says: I am not listening
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I am not listening
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
I am not listening
La, la, la, la, la