Текст: Down By Law. Bright Green Globe.

Kids are burning up now
They got nowhere to go
In a spinning world of people
Such a bright green globe

Where all the wise men have
Something wise to say
Well, it's a fishbowl world of troubles
So wade in today

Nobody knows at all
Nobody knows it all
And I think I've tried it all
Except the things I won't try
Except the things I won't try

Staring at a sitcom
Your braincells, melt away
Walk into a bookstore
And see rush Limbaugh's face

And maybe I'm stupid
But I believe in heaven too
But who's paying the full ticket prices?
It sure as fuck ain't you

Nobody knows at all
Nobody knows it all
And I think I've tried it all
Except the things I won't try
Except the the things I won't try

There's a road map in my head
There's a highway in my mind
But do you have a road map
That everyone can follow?