If your circles could be spirals

And your idols weren't machines

If you could pick up all the signals

And flash on where you've been



Maybe you don't feel it at all

It's your own fault crawl boy, crawl!

If you could quit the miming

And try some different timing

You could get a chance to be free



Are you receiving me

It's the pilot's plea

Are you receiving me

Close to insanity

Are you receiving me

Recharge your battery

Are you receiving me

(or are you out to lunch)



If your prayers could all be answered

And you were given time to pay

The chances would be so heavy

But you'd find a better way