Weezer Auto-Pilot Lyrics

When I wake at the break of the morning

I ingest my two fried eggs

If a grain of the salt is missing

Then I go to the store and beg


Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah

I’ve got to get off

The autopilot,

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah-yeah,

It’s pissin’ me off

When I walk to the park with my doggies

I collect all the things they leave

Then I put them up under the microscope

And I’m so impressed by what I see

There is passion in my heartache, heartache

Though I’m trained to stay in this state, this state

Ain’t no matter how hard I try, I try

I will be here until I die, I die