Problem Solvers, Inc.

I don't know why I stay here on the ground floor
Don't want it anymore, sick of being ignored
All the while you stay there in your penthouse
Trying not to look down
Can't even see the ground, with your head up in the clouds

Time is wearing thin, don't know what kind of place we're in, but
We've gotta get out somehow

Now I know that we've got history
Finding out clues, uncovered mysteries
And I'm sure you want nothing to do with me
Yeah that much seems pretty clear to see
Do you wanna solve a mystery?
Try to help me find where these clues will lead?
This field of work's all about discovery
So get me on the path, oh the trail that leads to-

I don't know why I'm stuck here on the ground floor
I'm knocked down on my back
Is there something that I lack? Finding out about my
Laundry list of insecurities, am I just an anomaly?
I'm on a journey of self discovery
I'm finding the need to get priorities

Time is wearing thin, don't know what kind of place we're in but
We've gotta get out somehow
Time is standing still, hope you haven't had your fill yet
There's no time to reset

Now I know that we've got history
Finding out clues, uncovered mysteries
And I'm sure you want nothing to do with me
Yeah that much seems pretty clear to see
Do you wanna solve a mystery?
Get me on the path, oh the trail that leads to you
To you, to you, do you?

Is that you I see here on the ground floor, getting me to my feet?

Now I know that we've got history
Finding out clues, uncovered mysteries
And I'm sure you want nothing to do with me
Yeah that much seems pretty clear to see
Do you wanna solve a mystery?
Get me on the path, oh the trail that leads to you
To you, to you, do you...?



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Richard Dearing Jr
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