I feel the pressure building up
I've been waiting for the sign
Will [bad word]  Will it something divine?
Another day has just begun
Still my minds empty nothing's done
Should [bad word] away from the city?
Or go to the bar and have some fun

Once again I need to find the spark
I will search all night long
Even though I need to wonder in the dark
I know I have to finish this song

The day is over paper's empty
I have to ask advice from Mr.Beer
He shows me some of his visions
And suddenly everything is so dear