I am a chemical reaction 

To a practical solution 

And I am trapped out in the middle 

Of a lake of my pollution 



Sometimes it seems nothing will do 

Directionless, untried and true 

Some things appear out of the blue 

Directionless, so what, untried and true 



This is a registered denial 

Of a toxic situation 

But I have really grown to cherish 

All of my vile habituations 



Sometimes it seems nothing will do 

Directionless, so what, untried and true 

Some things appear out of the blue 

Directionless, untried and true 



This is a permanent example 

Of a passing fascination 

And I am trying hard to swallow 

All of the beautiful information 



Sometimes it seems nothing will do 

Directionless, so what, untried and true 

Some things appear out of the blue 

Directionless, untried and true