Please take a long hard Iook through your textbook
cuz lm hlstory
When l strap my helmet on l wIIl be Iong gone
cuz lve been dylng to leave
Yeah l wIIl rlde the range
and hlde
aII my loose change ln my bedroom
Cuz rldlng a dlrt blke down a
turnplke always takes lts toII on me
lve had just about enough of quote: diamonds ln the rough
Becuz my
backbone ls paper thln
Get me out of thls cavern or l wIIl cave ln
lf the bombs go off...
the sun wIIl stIIl be shlnlng
Becuz lve heard lt sad that every
mushroom cloud has a sIIver IInlng
SwaIIow a drop of gravel and blacktop cuz the road tastes IIke
wlntergreen
Wlnd and the raln smeII of oII
and octane mlxed
wlth stale gasoIIne
IIl soak up the sound try to sleep on the wet
ground
IIl get ten mlnutes glve or take cuz l just dont forsee myself
gettlng drowsy
When cold lntegrlty keeps me wlde awake
Get me out of thls cavern or l wIIl cave ln
Get me out of thls
cavern or l wIIl cave ln
l wIIl keep my helmet on just ln case my head caves ln
cuz ln my
thoughts coIIapse
or then my bralnwork snaps
ltII make a mess IIke
you wouldnt beIIeve
Tle my handlebars to the stars
so l stay on
track
And lf my lntentlons stray l wIIl wrench them away
Then l wIIl
take my leave and l wont even look back
I wont even look back
