Wooo-o-ooh, wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooooh...wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooh
Wooo-o-ooh, wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooooh...wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooh

Oh, in my grandfather's home, I think I was alone
I was really fucking scared standing on a wooden chair
So I wrote a little note, used a belt as a rope
And I tied it to the water...pipe

I've got visions and grand designs
I've got a river of dre-e-eams
About leaving this world behind
About busing free

On a rocky mountain road in another time zone
I could feel the wheel shake but I couldn't feel the brake
I was screamin' 'round the bend when I tore right through that fence
And spread my arms into the...sky

I've got visions and grand designs
I've got a river of dre-e-eams
About leaving this world behind
About busing free

Well, it's cold in December, more than I remember
Someone put another log into the fire
The story's been suspended, I woke before it ended
Now I'm growin' tired, I hope you were inspired, I'm so cold

Wooo-o-ooh, wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooooh...wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooh...I'm so cold
Wooo-o-ooh, wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooooh...wooo-o-ooh, woo-o-ooh

Oh, it's modern life...it's normalized...
The stars will wipe those teenage tears away...
So close your eyes...
They'll analyze...
Your children hear subversive rhymes...
Sing the words you wanna hear...
Sing the words you wanna hear...