I walk around I flop uround I need something that will be found More venom, more dynamite, more disaster I need more than I ever did before
But everything is going up in price My life is going all right up 'til now Even so there's something missing More truth More intelligence Ha ha More future More laugh More culture Don't forget adrenaline More freedom
I need more than an ordinary grind And the more I think the more I need More tars I'll take more money More champagne I can't forget my brain More floors More doors More mustard Pickle and relish
I need more than an ordinary grind Everybody ought to love his job And live his life and keep his pride Imperturbably happy with the one you love With an exciting future On the fat of the land
I need more than an ordinary grind And the more I think the more I need My life is going all right up 'til now Even so it's not enough for me and
I need more I need more I need more Oo oo oo oo Oo oo oo oo Than I ever did before
I need to lead a dissipate existence And play scratchy records And enjoy my decline With more divorce records, more distance, More future, more culture
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