Picked the wrong time to be looking up at the night
Popular belief, came down, destroyed his house and claimed his sight
Moved forwards and lost it, barely able to draw breath

Yeah curiosity killed the cat
And he's buried alongside every great mind we never had
I'm sorry, I know it's only rock and roll
But I felt this twinge in the back of my mind
And you do not have a monopoly on the truth
Believe everything you read and in twenty years
We'll put you behind glass for all the people to come and see

Whatever you want
Whatever it is you haven't got
You're sentimental, knowing when you get on that road
I've got no idea where you're going
I've got no idea where you're going
Oooh, oooh, ooh ooh ooh …..

Before you jump you'd better think twice
No angel is gonna appear to offer you advice

Whatever you want
Whatever appeals to you, whatever it is you haven't got
You're sentimental, knowing…
You're sentimental, knowing when you get on that road
I've got no idea where you're going