verse 1
Feel like messing up, cutting my teeth
On stolen candy, chewing on something sweet
I don't know what, what I came here for
Stumbling down these streets, trying to find your door
Take the long way 'round, long walk across this town
If I was any good at painting, I'd paint it up and down
But I'm not, I'm just trying not to make a sound
Whistling to myself the Fourth Street Mess Around
Mess around, mess around, mess around?
Mess around, mess around, mess around?
Oh yeah
Instrumental
verse 2
Wanna tell it like it is from heaven's point of view
But I would not have lived in vain if I could utter one thing true
Or not build this life so artificially
Not go about it all so goddam superficially
Lay myself down, quit running so ragged
Blaze me a trail just a little less jagged
But for now I'm just stuck here in this town
Singing to myself the Fourth Street Mess Around
Mess around, mess around, mess around?
Mess around, mess around, mess around?
Oh yeah
Outro