(Larson / Hoffsten - Hoffsten). we live in a time of hate and confusion. lost our faith in future illusions. no one can tell us the state of tomorrow.
[L. Hoffsten]. The burning cigarette guarded. your mouth from me kissing you. With your hands in your pocket declaring. that it's all over and through.
[L. Hoffsten]. Got no book. Got no house. to where I go. to conceal my doubts. Got no guru. Got no prayer. Got no excuse. But I don't care. The only thing I got baby it's you.
[L. Hoffsten]. Money bought you a little paradise. all created by perfect little lies. but I'm tired of waiting in the wings. I wanna sing: la la la....
[L. Hoffsten-L. Hoffsten/L. Hoffsten-L. Larson]. Well, I've been chasing you around night and day. spending a fortune on makeup and hairspray. Cause I know that you're the perfect one for me.
(Hoffsten). no right to complain. everything is just alright. everyday's the same. never get caught by surprise. I get up 'round nine. have some coffee and a toast.
(Hoffsten). sneaking out the backdoor. a boogie woogie on the run. hungry for some action. and thirsty for a sip of Monk. just a little tickle to turn you'r world upside down.