My ambition is far greater than I seem to be 

Salieri on his knees 

My perdition is hanging over me like birds of prey 

Circling the breeze 



I guess I should be getting down to business 

I'd really love to but the thing is …



The walls between us are far too tall and how high you climb 

Is just how high you fall 

Its only temporary; optimism is very hard to kill 

When you're coming to a crawl 



I guess I should be getting down to business 

I'd really love to but the thing is …



Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans 

And I need anesthesia 

What I had my finger on is now out of hand 

I need anesthesia and it sure feels good. 



I have become certain that Potential is the burden of a man 

Who has a good excuse 

Resigned to fate I wait for experience to culminate into 

Something I can use 



I guess I should be getting down to business 

I'd really love to but the thing is …



Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans 

I need anesthesia 

What I had my finger on is now out of hand 

I need anesthesia 



It sure feels good to me 

Let the breeze blow through my ears 

Let the oil run through my gears and ease my pain 

Because the fact remains …



Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans 

What I had my finger on is now out of hand 

I swear to God Almighty that I've done what I can 

Now I need anesthesia f

or this poor creature 

and it sure feels good.