I'd love to go to a brand new placenBut recognize the skynA brand new motion yet same old peoplenAnd that's the reason whynnColors and honey are in your eyesnAs your life flies highnBut before you know it, you fall in a pitnYour life flashes before your liesnnAnd the lights just march on bynAnd the crowd, they walk and sighnYet time is slownnFeel the world on my handsnTrust incentives of a bandnBecause the weight is thick yet thinnDrop it now and destroy what's innnSo pick up the pace and enjoy the racenBecause nothingness is nicenFeel the dance, and feel the moodnWhile you're munching on that slicennDon't have to spit out your thumb or your Wrigley's gumnBecause they're both a waste of timenBut don't crush the bird just for funnBecause that's not fun for everyone