If there's a job not to be done in a hurry
If a task is best done slower than faster
If time is not of the essence
Then give it to me - for I am “The Master”

Yes, I am the Master of the Art o' Procrastination

 

If there's a cause to be lost
Or a distraction to be found
If you need a head in Cloud Cuckoo Land
Or ostriched in the ground, then

I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

If there are habits to be broken
Or resolutions to be fixed
Or words to be written or spoken
Then often, I give it a miss

For I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

And when I'm pushed into a corner
By frustrated hands of the clock
I'll still find time to wonder
And while I think - I change my socks

Cos I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

If there's a poetic line to write
Or a thought to crystallise
A universal truth to be slowly uncovered
Through the fog and mist of lies

Then, I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

I can delay the start of any job
No matter how big or small
I won't bother to set thee the challenge
For I'm sure I'd beat you all

Aye, I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

If you're in need of the emergency services
I'll confess you'd best ring 999
But call me for minor inconveniences
And I'll come round, in my own sweet time

For I am the Master of the Art of Procrastination

 

Any unwanted journey
Any chore begging to be done
Unless it's the Tax Man or Death's in a hurry
Let's enjoy life, let’s have some fun

Let's all be Masters of the Art of Procrastination