you're on display wide growing days got 'not consistent' on your shallow grave you know they won't ever let you be narcotic blasted the man they'd see 'cause if you owned it whole city gone blind just say you soul-seek "He up and lost his mind" all crumble with time but you know the intellectual is going to try to spin it on spin. spin. spin. spin. spin. just keep on spinning on just spin it on just keep on spinning on and on thought it good but nobody knows I saw enough off the woodless coast dancing neglected peace in our time overdrawn and unlisted Just a little crime 'cause if you shown it lack of a spine claim you are on retreat "I heard he's doing time" all your fake luck ran out it's all so ineffectual but hey might as well try to spin it on spin. spin. spin. spin. spin. just keep on spinning on just spin it on just keep on spinning on and on
