She says she wants it on a Monday When Monday comes around I can barely find my mind I forget it all the time I wake up on a Tuesday and something isn't right I got Meagan on my mind I can send it off by 17:00 and that's alright I'm so lucky that my friends are on my side Hopefully the sample lasts the night Everything is running watertight We got Excel We got X-Lite She says she needs it on a Monday When Monday rolls around I can never find my mind I forget it all the time I wake up every Tuesday and something isn't right I got Mia on my mind If I send it off by 17:00 then I'm alright I'm so lucky that my friends are on my side I push myself thru every fortnight

I'm gonna go to work I'm gonna see my work friends And we're gonna do work Because the work never ends The boss is a jerk Always breathing down my neck But the job has perks Like my mediocre paycheck I'm gonna go to work I'm gonna see my work friends And we're gonna do work Because the work never ends The boss is a jerk Always breathing down my neck But the job has perks Like my mediocre paycheck Monday morning Got a smile on my dial We arrive at work Walking single file I can never get a raise I can never get a rest So I walk in blazed Never gonna do a piss test Gotta give a damn And gotta listen to the man I gotta keep on makin' bacon Gotta put food on the plate And if I gotta make a crust And if I'm gonna make a dime I'll do it on my own terms I'll do it in my own time Cos they recognise my talents Always stressing 'bout my balance So I got in on the action As a cog in their contraption They remember my phone number And they don't forget my birthday And they keep me counting down the time Til every second Thursday

This is the house that Jack built Jack built this house with his own two hands This is the place for Jack's family This is the place for Jack's plans Now is the time for Jack's plans This is the house that Jack built Jack built this house with his own two hands This is the place for Jack's family This is the place for Jack's plans Now is the time for Jack's plans This is the room were Jack drinks Emptying his mind like a weary man This is the chair where Jack sits Eyes to the floor when Jack stands Or you'll get taught by Jack's hand Only Jack can know what Jack's gonna do When this dark night transforms into the day This is the place where Jack can be Jack (There's no turning back) It's where his will defines his way And if these walls could talk they'd be talking to Jack And talking to Jack and Jack alone Cos every brick was laid by Jack's hard-working hands (According to his plans) Until his house became his home When every road you follow leads back to Jack Then there's nowhere to go When the light at the end of the tunnel's gone black One straw could snap the camel's back His perfect prison towers tall A different fate on every floor And every hallway has two walls On every wall you'll find three doors On every latch you'll find a lock On top each mantle rests a clock So watch the hands spin round the face Propel yrself thru time and space

I'm happy here With my mediocrity And this banality Cos it's my life And because it's mine For me to despise My cynical exercise At least I tried And I'm still wise "At the end of the day At the end of the line When push comes to shove All you need is love And maybe a hug..." Said The Fool On The Hill Whilst high on drugs So just let him be To Let It Be He's the local freak So just let him freak and die Cos he cares naught for thou Nor the why and how Of all the disaffected passers-by The flâneurs in the now All dissecting this scene And they just let him gawk and weep You can never know what life means And so you cling to belief that it's a dream See I'm happy here With my problem suite That's the worst of me And yr the apple of my eye Because you know what I like And cos you know what I'm truly like And what I'd like to do with you tonight This was never my plan This was never my time But it's never too late to try to make things right Cos we're two of a kind And I'm lucky to have you by my side

Tell me have you heard about the barefoot predator Hi-vis, dreadlocks, walking real slow around the block In the middle of the night he's behind you Lock all yr windows and yr doors (or) he'll find you You can see him coming from a distance in the hi-vis Nobody knows quite exactly where his mind is The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator Read my local paper Saw a letter to the editor The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator Went for a walk and saw the barefoot predator Hi-vis, dreadlocks, walking really slow And then a week or two ago I saw the barefoot predator Turned around, handcuffed, talking to the po Once upon a time I saw the barefoot predator Middle of the night, he was acting kinda fishy Then a week or two ago I saw the barefoot predator Open up the locks of a silver Mitsubishi, baby You can bet yr bacon that in hot or stormy weather He'll be walking in a line and trying to get his shit together He's the hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator Read my local paper Saw a letter to the editor The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator Tell me have you heard about the barefoot predator Hi-vis, dreadlocks, walking real slow around the block In the middle of the night he's behind you Lock all yr windows and yr doors (or) he'll find you You can see him coming from a distance in the hi-vis Nobody knows quite exactly where his mind is The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator The hi-vis dreadlocked barefoot predator

I'm yr fucking customer, yeah, yr my fucking shop Take my fucking money, baby, gimme what I want You got all that good good stuff that I just gotta get get get I got all the money in the world as far as yr concerned I was born to rule this world and you were born to get me off Take my fucking dollars, baby, this is what you know you want Yr my fucking superstar, yeah, I'm yr fucking fan Pay me close attention, honey, treat me like a man Every song you've written, every single lyric speaks to me Every little thing you do's exactly like it's supposed to be I was made to shimmy to the left and you were born to shake that stuff Gimme what I'm paying for cos yr not working hard enough She's his fucking creepshow, baby, he's her fucking freak Psychedelic acid sex for seven days a week Their guitars will trip you out like "what the fuck is going on?" Someone somewhere tries to start a moshpit but the feeling's gone Random beer slides down my spine, now I'm halfway to throwing up This is modern culture, baby, party harder, feel the love Yr my fucking restaurant so serve me up some slop Get five finger discounts cos I dine in here a lot You got all that yum yum grub that I just gotta nom nom nom I worked up an appetite from kicking ass and being hot You were born to be my slave and I was born to be yr God Feed me cos I'm hungry, baby, gimme all you fucking got I'm the fucking CEO, yeah, yr my fucking grunt Make my fucking billions, baby, like some stupid cunt I get all the big big bucks and you get all the 9-to-5 Got yr name and number, baby, signed you up for all yr life I get all the goo goo g'joob and you get all the daily grind It's the norm, yr not above it, everybody knows you love it I'm yr fucking customer, yeah, yr my fucking shop Swipe my fucking credit card, now gimme what I want You got all that useless shit that I just gotta grab grab grab I don't got no budget, baby, chuck it on my fucking tab I was born to be the boss so you were born to suck my cock Money makes the world go round and I make quite a lot So yr my shop Yr my shop Yr my shop Yr my shop Yr my shop

So proud we've gone too far But will we even live to see tomorrow Or will Shiva scorch the globe And strike me down here in New Mexico? See, not that long ago We were the lonely few to Know what one should never know I couldn't turn away I felt the spark inside me grow And grow and grow and grow And grow and grow Another cigarette When I am God and witness my creation In the wake of its Big Bang No cosmic function save destruction I'll be damned Hot nights of tireless perspiration Miles of sand in each direction My fixation saw completion Then I felt cold apprehension When the plans, they left my hands Trying to imagine Oppenheimer's burden The pressure on a person The pressure to perform To see the fireball form The monumental roar The bomb to end the war The calm before the storm Feeling so uncertain Oppenheimer's burden Bigger than Manhattan And brighter than a blinding light The distant sphere His fear ignites The atmosphere In the calm before the storm My blood was boiling as I saw the fireball form I'll show those bastards it's the reason I was born Am I Destroyer or the one to win the war? Transfixed in horror by the glory of the orb And though "it works" I know not what it's working for The cloud expands atop the column to the roar The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere The brilliance of the distant sphere My fear ignites the atmosphere Perfect in precision Oppenheimer's vision The waves of indecision The fission unperceived Too bold to be believed A paradox of peace A sight to melt the mind The apex of mankind King of all devices Oppenheimer's crisis Smaller than an atom But louder than an angel's horn The instant doubt Once witnessing The mushroom cloud

Last time I checked I didn't need to get A permission slip from you Just to do what I wanna do Quit breathing down my neck It's a stress last time I checked And believe me I've been checking Every second I've been alive You don't own me I am not yr virgin plaything We're on separate journeys Get out of my story Reject society's rules (you don't own me) Don't you fucking touch my art (I am not yr virgin plaything) Harmony could heal our hearts (We're on separate journeys) You can't pin me down cos I'm a perfect changeling (Get out of my story) We're all on our own (shows just how much you know) Working it out as we go (you don't even get to see a happy ending) We don't even know our why (they don't ever know what approach I'm using) And it makes my head explode (plus I didn't buy into the dominant groupthink) Don't fuck with freedom (Is this pointless?) There's no rhyme or reason (Shouting down the void until you feel voiceless) Don't ruin beauty (Is this progress?) Tame yr inner demon (Pissing in the wind until yr needs get noticed)