come stumble my mirth beaten worker
i'm jezmund the family berzerker
i'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice
the wind buffs the cabin
you speak of your life
or more willingly locust the lurker
confuse what you can of the ending
and revise your despise so impending
'cause i soak on the wrath that you didn't quite mask
i'm getting it clearly through alternate paths
or mixed up in with the signal your sending
but who can unlearn all the facts that i learn
i sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
all my vasoconstrictors come slowly undone
cant this wait till im old
cant i live while im young
cant i live while im young
but no peace for jezmund tonight
i plug the distress tube up tight
so watch what i say as it flutters away
to where all this emotion is kept harmless at bay
not to educate somebodys fright
(but who can unlearn all the facts that i learned
i sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
all my vasoconstrictors come slowly undone
cant this wait till im old
cant i live while im young
cant i live while im young) x2
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Lyrics submitted by jerry.