YOU are an addict and the faster you realize it....the
faster... the faster...the faster...
uh, uhh, uuuhhh-nkkk! kkk! kk-
kept alive by the sound of music, pulsating, racing, I'm
always spacing, quietly gracing, never retracing.
My steps. I have no regrets, I never forget and I take what
I get. Forget the rest. Get dressed. Get out on your Quest.
Your own self don't sit on shelf. Ya got a problem? Well go ____ yourself.
Uh, uuhh, uuhhh-nk!
YOU are in direct violation! You are indirect. In vio-vio,
vio-lation. A child's sensation, annihilation of negation and just the right
amount of free procreation.
That's nice. I got no vice. I'm on ice. I play my life like
the roll of the dice.
No direction--no retrospection. I'm just tryin' to spread a little
affection. No need to mention, I'm not tryin' to attract any attention. That's
your convention.
I'm not volunteering. I just want a fair hearing. You can't
control the car if you just let go the steering. The crowd is cheering or is it
jeering? No difference to me cause I ain't the one appearing.
You are in vio-violation. You-you you are inviolate of the
code. You have no helmet on your cat. You could go to jail for that.
Jail for that.
Jail for that.
Jail for that.
