There's no plan
I'm not that kind of a man
You just have to like cookie dough
It's sweet enough with no place to go
I walked outside to take out the trash
Since I wasn't carrying any cash
I decided to hike up a hill
But stopped close to the thrill
Because I wasn't ready to go on
The day already was too long
And the night was just as confused
As a magician without a ruse
So not asking any questions
I figured no plan no confession
The secret was too much for a priest
Not that he cared in the least
That part of me is better than none
Because the oven said so before I was done