Текст: Ned's Atomic Dustbin. Selfish.

Be careful, you might hear something
You don't want to hear
Be careful, you might say something
That you really mean

You say, "Take things easy
Go and have some fun"
But my mind is hazy
About times I've spent alone

So be careful, you might feel something
You don't want to feel
Be careful, you might learn something
You don't want to know

I say, "Take things steady
Go on and be alone
I hope your head's aching
From having too much fun"

If I don't know what's cool
Will you call me a loser?
If I don't bend the rules
Will I stay a loser?

The selfish gene in me
Has finally come into being
He's teaching me how to be mean
But that's a sorry, sorry state to be in

Stop yawning, start yearning
Stop yawning, start yearning
Wake up, wake up, wake up

Tell me, what you wanna do
What you wanna do, what you wanna do
What you wanna do is wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

What you wanna do
What you wanna do, what you wanna do
What you wanna do is wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up