On Automatic Lyrics - Michael Penn

I'm on automatic 

And you gotta flip the switch 

Baby there's a box in the attic 

But I couldn't tell you which was which 

It's all become a running joke 

I'm what you might call simple folk 

But everything will turn out fine 

Things are looking up 

In the meantime 

Things are looking up 

I'm swinging through the top of the valley 

Felling like the missing link 

But there's another schematic 

And look, she's getting me a drink 

While putting flowers on his crypt 

'Cause Valentino's lost the script 

But everything will turn out fine 

Things are looking up 

In the meantime 

Things are looking up 

You blew another ring 

I thought you'd quit 

Along with calling misfits 

But it's me your looking up 

I'm on automatic 

The only person left to frisk 

I know I'm being over-dramatic 

But I think I'm going to run that risk 

Of walking down the same old plank 

And maybe I'm about to tank 

But everything will turn out fine 

Things are looking up 

In the meantime 

Things are looking up 

In the meantime