Gonna run until I run, until I run right out of gas, man
Gonna spit on everything until my mouth is dry as sand
I know exactly what you know about all the reasons
You know, I know the answers
I just don’t know what to do, what to do
So I do most anything to avoid a head-on confrontation
With the guy who looks at me and points out all I haven’t done
I say "fuck you, you don’t have to tell me exactly where I’m at
You know, I know the answer
But that don’t help me know what to do, what to do"
Maybe I’ll shave my head and hang out in the airport 'till I drop dead
Or be a social butterfly and find fame, know all the fat cats by their first name
Gotta do it now, I need a brain storm
Gotta be the early bird and get that stinking worm
But who wants a worm?
Who eats worms?
I don’t eat worms
I hate worms!
I need somebody who can find a way out of a sticky situation
Someone who can take a piece of me and turn it into gold
Or could that someone be you, and does that even matter?
Maybe I don’t know the answer
I sure as shit don’t know what to do, what to do
And so I’m gonna run until I run, until I run right out of gas
Thanks to millen for correcting these lyrics