I can't sit still, I think I need my fill
I can't stand up, I think I better stop
Good things come in batches and holes are made for patches,
So can you stitch me up cause I'm shit out of luck
Got people in the city, someone out in Jersey
Someone better hurry cause the winter's comin' early
I think I feel a packet in my leather jacket
The smartest people say ""isn't it nice to know your name""
So burn, burn, burn as the tables will turn
And ride, ride, ride as the cars will collide
And burn, burn, burn as the pages will turn away, away
Today is looking great and tomorrow's just a day,
And yesterday is gone, but I'm happy it's away
Got dollars in my pocket and ready for the rocket
My bags are all packed up, tell the man to beam me up
I don't know what I'm going after,
I try to go slow, but I only get faster
Everyone thinks that they know everything...
Admit you know nothing, please just let me think
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la