Lyrics
everybody knows I'm crazy and the girls all know I'm easy
but there's one thing that they'll never know, it's that I'm infinitely happy
it's impossible to pigeon-hole a smarty-pants dance to a rhythm that is undefined
inexhaustibly refined is the wrench to yr undercarriage
chewin' on spit from the lips of her undercarriage
hey, I used to be a wounded son
taught by masochists on the run
but now I got a message for all mankind
oh my god is it lofty enough?
you decide if it's lofty enough for all mankind because my feeling is that it's rather elite
yes, the chants that I summon may only find home in the ears of those who are on two feet
let me speak of the watch that the saint looked down upon
his comprehension is movin' too quick to catch
to tick a watch is born of holy opportunity
intelligence is ubiquitous
well, I have known the glory of all that supports us and I'm born of it just like the watch is born of me
and we are both inventions of a holy mind
ya see, all through the ages and tides I never had to say that I tried
.......this is going out to all those eulogizing undifferentiated
why don't you just keep it up?
realize that we won't turn back.
