Idiot wind, blowing every time you open your mouth.

Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach

Proud to steal her anything she sees, but you will wind up peeking through her key hole down upon your knees.

I can be jubilant one moment and pensive the next, and a cloud could go by and make that happen.

The corporations have taken over. Even in the recording studio. Actually, the corporate companies have taken over American life most everywhere. Go coast to coast and you will see people wearing the same clothes, thinking the same thoughts, eating the same food. Everything is processed.

She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.

Well, I try my best to be just like I am, But everybody wants you to be just like them, They sing while you slave and I just get bored