So Far Lyrics

Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head

i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed

we've ruined all the new pots

and the metal in the egg crate cots

but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far

but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far



The dishwasher's on now

cleaning somehow

the baby bits of hamburger helper that dried too soon

we leave out the milk and it rots

and the mayonnaise that we get from Tops

but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far

but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far



You love good

but i think you should

go home, honey

cuz we haven't got any money



Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head

i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed

we've ruined all the new pots

and the metal in the egg crate cots

but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far

but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far