And it's gonna be a long long time
Before Captain Composite and his worker bee get to me
And baby can't you feel all of the beats in my impulsive
No goal oriented dimensia
That's why no one can explain
The way young boys like me can naturally refrain
So won't they ever leave me all alone? Yeah that's all I'm askin' for
The bishop, politician, and the police man yeah I never dug any of them
I clung to a drunk man's words and a sober boy's thoughts
And the sound it hitchhiked right on in with all the mighty gusts of wind
And we're wide awake
Down-and-out's the perfect rendezvous for me and you to feel the edge
Before our next payday. They pardoned me for being out of touch with
Scene when their scenes were out of touch with me
And oh yeah, what an existence
Inconsistency it got me here
And oh yeah, what's broken don't fix it
Cause I'm wide awake
There's something slowly crawling up my spine into a head
That is self-stocked with bad expectations
So I beg a little bit for some old fashioned exchange of patience
Boy you'll never outgrow them chains you done made
Sing chains that I'm wearing!
I chased the taste of summer belles until I tripped and fell
The bats the boy and his
Well I'd like to say the chains that I have made came when I bet my bottom dollar
Then there was me and my reality
Just me in my reality
I sold my favorite records so I could put out records and the ones that I have got left
Are scattered all across the floor of momma's baby drummer boy
Man, that's love
Before Captain Composite and his worker bee get to me
And baby can't you feel all of the beats in my impulsive
No goal oriented dimensia
That's why no one can explain
The way young boys like me can naturally refrain
So won't they ever leave me all alone? Yeah that's all I'm askin' for
The bishop, politician, and the police man yeah I never dug any of them
I clung to a drunk man's words and a sober boy's thoughts
And the sound it hitchhiked right on in with all the mighty gusts of wind
And we're wide awake
Down-and-out's the perfect rendezvous for me and you to feel the edge
Before our next payday. They pardoned me for being out of touch with
Scene when their scenes were out of touch with me
And oh yeah, what an existence
Inconsistency it got me here
And oh yeah, what's broken don't fix it
Cause I'm wide awake
There's something slowly crawling up my spine into a head
That is self-stocked with bad expectations
So I beg a little bit for some old fashioned exchange of patience
Boy you'll never outgrow them chains you done made
Sing chains that I'm wearing!
I chased the taste of summer belles until I tripped and fell
The bats the boy and his
Well I'd like to say the chains that I have made came when I bet my bottom dollar
Then there was me and my reality
Just me in my reality
I sold my favorite records so I could put out records and the ones that I have got left
Are scattered all across the floor of momma's baby drummer boy
Man, that's love