Standing in the line at Subway Restaurant
I don’t know what I want here
I’m ord’ring but I’m not clear
“can you give me a tick while I make my decision?”

Six-inch or a footlong, it ain’t easy
And Oats will make me queasy
Italian herbs and chees-y
Then I’ve got to pick the cheese and salads that I want
The wrap artist thinks that I’m just rather nonchalant

(Indecision)
In the subway line
Can’t make up my mind
Buy it mate, or get out
(Indecision)
How the hell should I
Choose the sub to buy?
Pick something or get out!

Every mistake adds something that I didn’t want to eat
But the salad complements the sauce, the bread, the cheese, the meat

Standing here, I know the guy’s watching me
A nightly or a weekly?
VHS or DVD?
They really expect me to come up with a clear win?

It’s hard enough to choose between the tape-types
But then they complicate
They add a star, or eight
Van Damme or an Arnie flick, how can I make a choice?
Jean-Claude’s not quite old as Schwarz, but Arnie has, has that awesome voice

(Indecision)
When I’m choosing vids
For the wife and kids
I’m no longer alive
(Indecision)
Best of World Hockey?
Stallone in Rocky?
One, two, three, four or five?

Any choice made could be wrong so, I’ll leave it up to you
It’s your sub-decision, it’s not mine, you get the movie too