Well, I never wanted lace in,
Except the ones that I was pacing,
Damn, I often slowly graze
Sucking chemicals, many just so I
Can keep in shape with all them blacktop boys.

And finally, it occurred to me
Exactly what it had to be.
In spring time, my allergies
Always mean, lost in a dream.

And when I ain't got much to do,
Boy, I can pace a mile or two.
Yeah, how about you?

My odds are stay madness,

I don't have no answers.
I flat-line for hours
At small daily wages like you.

And when I ain't got much to do,
Boy, I can pace a mile or two.
Yeah, how about you?

You never ever,
You never, ever, ever
Give it a rest, can you?
You'll never ever,
You'll never, ever, ever
Get the rest you need.
You'll never ever,
You'll never, ever, ever
Get the rest you need.