Текст:
a thrill seeker
Two weeks from anywhere
Sets his mind to the task at hand
But he knows first heжЉЈl have to beat their fence
So he goes, drops right in,
just as the guards come closing in 憆ound him
Send him back to the drawing board again
HeжЉЈl have to be more punk next year
With nothing to show for it all, but his hand
Punk enough next year
with nothing to show for it all but a gimpy hand
Two weeks from anywhere
Sets his mind to the task at hand
But he knows first heжЉЈl have to beat their fence
So he goes, drops right in,
just as the guards come closing in 憆ound him
Send him back to the drawing board again
HeжЉЈl have to be more punk next year
With nothing to show for it all, but his hand
Punk enough next year
with nothing to show for it all but a gimpy hand
