Get in, get in, it feels like it's almost time 
Act like it, you know you'll get the first prize 
Sickness makes us larger then life 

This makes us larger, larger 

Here, here's a message for your phone 
I wanted you to know this is getting 
out of hand 

Drinkin', drinkin' I'm feelin' oh so slow 
Now waitin', waitin' for that feeble 
last round 
This all makes us smaller that life 

This makes us smaller, smaller 

Here, here's a message for your phone 
I wanted you to know this is getting 
out of hand 
Here, here's an idea for your book 
Open up and take a look inside 
It is filled with lies 

But what you wanna be 
When you're doin' what you do 
Free what you wanna free 
When [bad word] #39; so unglued 
Don't act like you have so speak 
Your thoughts right now 

Here, here's a message for your phone 
I wanted you to know this is getting 
out of hand 
Here, here's an idea for your book 
Open up and take a look inside 
It is filled with lies