Well I saw you looking out of a window In a cafe down by the velodrome They spelled your name wrong on the birth certificate You cried about it for the whole drive home And I saw you down at the demonstration But I couldn’t tell what it was about I spelled my name wrong on the declaration Couldn’t erase it so I crossed it out
And didn’t it feel so goooooooood Didn’t it feel so good
So I close my eyes and push all the air out Then I float up to the surface again I love the feeling of running in circles I am a slave to the curriculum Seems like everyone I know is in trouble Seems like everyone has nowhere to go The country lives on despite our frustration Built a vibrator from a radiooooo
And didn’t it feel so goooooooood Didn’t it feel so good
Well I saw you looking into a window There’s a cool breeze at the top of my cage I check my radar, it’s all so exciting I’m losing contact but can’t disengage