you're always under a falling piano.
when there's blinding sun, you light a candle.
and that rug you ride has no handles.
take cover when it's pulled.
i hope the chair ejects when you crash.
hope you can change your spots when the stripes clash.
you never raise your gaze, look head-on
you're so fixed on what happens when you push the red button.
can't it be over now?
or just get lost and sound.
we're all wolves chasing a cat chasing a mouse,
all for the runaround.
you're always trailing some shady shark.
if you can't do good, at least you'll make your mark.
it's all up to you now. it's come to that.
just pull a hero from the hat.
can't it be over now?
or just get lost and sound.
we're all wolves chasing a cat chasing a mouse,
all for the runaround.
the kid's gone
with days of jacks and cap guns.
if i could just get my hands on
you, you, you.