I'm past the point of no return
Its do or die you see
Oh im through with mysteries
Of the beautiful symmetry
This is a place I don't care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it
So stamp your feet and
Get up ! don't fight it
Get up ! don't fight it
Hear the conversation, steamy adoration
For the phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine
This is a place I don't care to be
I tip my hat to this make believe
There's no doubt I can't control the pace
No doubt about it
So stamp your feet and
Get up ! don't fight it
Get up ! don't fight it
Hear the conversation, steamy adoration
For the phony eccentricity
The key to the mind is a cheap glass of wine
Take two in the morning and you'll be just fine
Get up ! don't fight it
Get up ! don't fight it