A blade dancer for free
Now I work like a bee
While the queen gets drunk on applause

A couch surfer at heart
Pulls the plug from the start
Now his tail does some wagging apart

Room to breathe
Who to believe?
I'd follow you if you could make me whole

A devil sized loser
Wearing beer shoes and leather
We take our shots from the bar

A dartboard contingent
Mixing pride with astringent
They couldn't see past their arms

You stop worrying about money
If you kill enough time
Stop worrying money
And you'll have peace of mind
You stop worrying about the future
And you'll have one to find
Stop worrying about the future
And you'll have peace of mind

Room to breathe
Who to believe?
I'd follow you if you could make me whole

It was a tightrope rebellion
And despite all the yelling
We all drove the same color car

After 52 weeks
it still hurts when he speaks
The clown car elected a czar