head into the retard range
the sky’s the limit in the retard range
headin’ straight for the great divide
choose your side…
(quite carefully)
choose your side…
down to the plain jane avenue
this is not what i wanted to do…
fallin’ further n’ further from the grand design
choose your time…
(quite wisely)
choose your time…
treadin into the retard range
the sky’s the limit in the retard range
but how do i get back to the other side?
gotta use your pride
(c’mon son)
apply your pride
some oughta beware up there
they’re pushing buttons, it just ain’t fair
with god as my captain and virgil my guide
choose your side
with satan my enemy and time on my side…
ride the ride….
i spot a dumpster hunter in the retard range
i felt disgusted and he seemed ashamed (again)
for it was back to the bullpen for another year
have no fear…
have no fear…
(it’s not where i wanted to be…)
(this is not what i wanted to do…)
OUTRO:
(opens with “strawberry fields forever”)
“say sayonara”
i know well that there’s wildfire wait ‘gainst the wall…
i’d seen her
i’d seen a ballerina
in the (middle of a) wild fire running away
don’t i know ya?
never minded for a moment
i sorta knew i’d end up this way
i know i’d seen ya
i’d seen my little ballerina
floating on a lackluster day
but she wouldn’t go the distance
turning all my feelings to grey
i know the outcome…
i’d never doubt for a moment
sorta knew i’d end up this way
you know i’d seen you
seen my ballerina
wild on a lackluster day
i couldn’t afford you
oh, i didn’t mean to scorn you
nearly knew i’d end up this way
i thought i owned ya
never knew you for a moment now
nearly knew i’d end up this way
ignored you
oh, i never knew the outcome
so now i end up this way
i find you
lining in the outline
lying on a lackluster day…
i know you
i heard you fire in the distance
and i knew i’d end up the distance…
knowing the price we must pay…
christina…
have you seen my ballerina?
silent on a lackluster day…
living in the moment…
and now i’m giving it a moment…
i pause for no one…
i know the feeling…
i know the outcome…
though i’m giving it a moment…
terrified and running away
receive my ballerina
i thought i owned ya
tried to warn ya
knew you knew i’d end up this way
in the evening…
cuz christina…
(into “will to power”)