The Bitter Springs the incredible shrinking glode

Sun's up, I hit the floor
Shoes tied, I'm out the door
Is this a clean shirt?
I think it was one yesterdayFree day, I'm on the phone
No plans, I got the cell on
I call my boys up
Spend a little time outside todayNever liked being in when I gotta be
Never liked being told who I gotta see
I like no commitment growing up around meI'm not coming in anymore
Everything I want and need is just outside this door
I'm not coming in anymore
I've got too many friends on the outside
That don't include youGo ahead and think what you might
All my friends got angles and insights
And all kinds of facts and probabilitiesYou say we lack rhyme or reason
I say we're meant for all seasons
We scream with endless possibilitiesSpend a lot of time trying to convince me
My friends are two strikes against me
Well I swing for the fences
So that must make strike three
That's fine by meI'm not coming in anymore
Everything I want and need is just outside this door
I'm not coming in anymore
I've got too many friends on the outside
That don't include you
Don't include youNothing ever seems right
Like it does when I start
Playing in the right speed, cooking in the right part
I like things familiar
And I don't belong here
Don't belong hereI'm not coming in anymore
Everything I want and need is just outside this door
I'm not coming in anymore
I've got too many friends on the outside
The plan's on the outside
That don't include youNot coming in
Not coming in
Not getting back no more
No more