Wake up in a small cafe

Sweatshop in the sunshine

Set sail and you're far away

Never using force



Cold coffee or cabernet

Brick-hoppin' the daydream

Shoe drops and you're bound to pay

Gotta stay the course



You just wanna get, you don't wanna give

You may forget, but you'll never forgive

And what is the point of live and let live

If they're stealin' your cup of joe



It's a slick sham, hot damn

You wind up in a toe jam

You better scram fast, Sam

The quicksand's gettin' close



Ooh

(Now say it again if you will)

Ooh



Have you got the nerve to give it up at the beginning

And does it hurt you (does it hurt you)

Does it hurt you (does it hurt you)



My time was a miracle

Insipid and satirical

A madrigal of lyrical twists

In the fist of a

Christmas invitational

Crisp and informational

It seemed like a good idea at the time

Why cry, mister magpie

I spy kofi, fee, I mean, see, I mean

Freedom ain't cheap, I mean

The first test address

No such thing as good press

The best dressed messer in all Washington, D.C.



Ooh

(Now say it again if you will)

Ooh



Have you got the nerve to give it up at the beginning

And does it hurt you (does it hurt you)

Does it hurt you (does it hurt you)