Take me out and make me feel What it's like to be surreal Sticky, stingy, stiff and pale Wonder how I got so quail
They might save a lie Or a fiendish why In a time where the things we do scare me I preferred to be Stupid and naïve In a time I remember just barely Before I was smart
On a train to my old town Putting on a scornful frown In this town I used to sing Sing about most anything
They might save a lie Or a fiendish why In a time wher e the things we do scare me I preferred to be Stupid and naïve In a time I remember just barely Before I was smart
