I don’t like decisions
I don’t like a plot
my doubt is my religion
uncertainty my god
I like a lot of options
compare ’m I will not
whatever’s what I got
I once made a decision
no never to be sure
I made it with precision
without a trace of blur
Forever on a mission
Driving to get lost
A car without a wheel
On any kind of road
I don’t like musicians
Unless they make mistakes
We’re kings of repetition
The rhytm of the fake
Like hookers with ambition
I need another job
But don’t you ask me what
Decide it I cannot
that’s why
I don’t like decisions
I hate ’m quite a lot
They will narrow my vision
Isolate my gut
for all these fine decisions
won’t get me through the night
let it flow
when you know
it’s a show
but decisions
they are not