You try to call me, I'm not at home
My mobile's off, can't leave a message
And now you're waiting, still I won't show
You won't believe what happened to me

And now [bad word] like the wind
But I won't have much time, I'm sorry once again

No matter where I'm going
Or anywhere I roam
I am the master of confusion

Maybe you'll see [bad word] Or maybe I just don't
I am the master of confusion

The label's calling, boys are you done?
The deadline's past, time to deliver
I am so sorry, [bad word] late
Some unexpected ghost in the machinery

Again [bad word] like the wind
Now all the made up plans [bad word] out of hand

No matter where I'm going
Or anywhere I roam
I am the master of confusion

Maybe you'll see [bad word] Or maybe I just don't
I am the master of confusion

I'm chaos, I'm disaster, I am pain
Sweet disorder, anarchy, go insane

Whenever I am closing in
Our peaceful life goes in the bin
Let chaos begin

No matter where we're going
Or anywhere we roam
We are the masters of confusion

We'll take your life apart
And we don't give a [bad word] We are the masters of...

No matter where we're going
Or anywhere we roam
We are the masters of confusion

We're like an open fire
raging thunderstorm
We are the masters of confusion