| Chased by fools in a world of their own
|
| Pushing aside oil the signs that inspire
|
| Avoiding the art, to create a new issue
|
| Someone with handcuffs who’s chained to the past
|
| If I’m changing then I’m changing
|
| Take off your mask there’s no place in my desk file
|
| For someone who reasons — regardless of new styles
|
| Settled on a handshake, my first mistake
|
| It’s my life and I say
|
| What for this, this what for?
|
| I don’t need those looks so pick your face off the floor
|
| Justice may prove we should wait not provoke
|
| To entertain must we stick to the rules?
|
| If I’m changing oh won’t you please let go
|
| Trapped by rules in a world that could breathe
|
| Choking the spark, that creates -- am I signing a new lease?
|
| Ask yourself why before raising dead issues
|
| You are someone who’s lost touch and died in the clasp
|
| I settled for a handshake, my first mistake
|
| It’s my life and I say
|
| What for this, this what for
|
| I don’t need those looks so pick your face off the floor
|
| Justice may say we should wait not provoke
|
| To entertain must we stick to the rules?
|
| If I’m changing oh won’t you please let go (repeat) |