Your beginners luck's a moving truck Unfortunate catch up When your love just rolls past I whish I could help you But I'm playing too Favoured and disable by the open windows listening Fights between the able By the the people you believe in Standing in the doorway Making looks to help us stay in I'm tired of all your patence And I'm tired of all this time I could'n't know for losing The wrong place you left the blues in As fierce as the live wires You told me once to remember The message gave the sender For the creatures in the deep seeds Open up to be the wrong freed Stacked with your belongings Drill in none but all the wrong win Play, play, play, play and and, and, and, be saved