The world keeps on spinning. Inside his head keeps on spinning. Wishing he could be on top for once. Seems he hasn't spoke a word in months. . It's the complications that make him lazy.
Well, it's Dick's son that has his CD's in neat lines. And a dad that reads every sign and says, "I only drive 62.5". Well, I don't really mind his coordinated closet or his folded clothes.
Focus a moment. On the message sent. The anthem of a generation. Based on degradation and resent. . Where money and power. And being the man of the hour.