Coma kid, tell me how I've come to
Follow you around wherever you go
Said, ?I don't go where I'm supposed go
And I don't go really anywhere, you know?
Told me how he's driven by a curse
'Til he kicked out into reverse
Said, ?I don't go where I'm supposed to go
And I don't go really anywhere, you know?
I made up my mind and I don't mind saying so
I went to meet you at Central Square
And I saw your face in everyone, I swear
Seems I never get your kick quite right
High times, high times
High times, yeah, I feel fine
Don't pick me up
I'm fine right where I am
I don't go where I'm supposed to go
Where I'm supposed to go