crazy rides rockets
waves a magic wand
empty out your pockets
words without a song
I myself have found a real rival in myself
I am hoping for the rearrival of my health
sleeping eye sockets
baby suck your thumb
I'll keep you in my locket
a string I never strum
*
It's become so obvious
you are so oblivious to yourself
I'm tied in a knot
but I'm not
gonna get cought
calling a pot kettle black
every song's a comeback
every moment's a little bit later
lazy locomotives
wherever you may roll
I think you have no motive
I know you have no home
(*chorus)