The Worryin' Song - Guided By Voices

Constant gray-haired hunters are after me

On the collision course

In the room of the lie detectors

Someone’s ideas are a joke

But this one is all mine

And that’s what bothers me

Like my father before me

And the mothers that bore me

There is always going to be

The test team and qualifiers

I’m on the cutting edge of humility

Just like Jerk said

I ain’t gonna worry no more