So much
going on these days
Forget about instinct
it's not what pays
Pleasure
up and down my smile
A carton of eggs think
it's all worthwhile
Tell me spirit
what has not been done
I'll rush out and do it
or are we doing it now
Aah
ooh ah
aah
Aah
ooh ah ah
Fissure
is the thrill of the day
Forget about feeling
that's not what pays
But you know
all of this can change
Remember the promise
as a kid you made
Aah
ooh ah
aah
Aah
ooh ah ah
We are
the innovators
they are the imitators
C'mon
hey don't you know
how we started
We forgot about love
but weren't
brokenhearted
Aah
ooh ah aah
ooh ah
Aah
ooh ah
aah
Aah ooh
aah
Ooh ooh
Aah ah
Ooh
ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ahaha
woah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah