Ah...ah...ah...
I feel so extraordinary
Something's got a hold on me
I get this feeling I'm in motion
sudden sense
sense of liberty...
I don't care 'cause I'm not there
And I don't care if I'm here tomorrow
Again and again and again I've taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much

I used to think that the day would [bad word] 
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
But don't you know, something's really got a hold on me
My morning sun is the [bad word] that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear...

When I was a very small boy
Very small boys would talk to me
Now that we've grown up together
They're afraid of what they see
That's the price that we all pay
When valued [bad word] to nothing
I can't tell you where we're going
I guess there was just no way of knowing

I used to think that the day would [bad word] 
I'd see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning, darling, is the [bad word] that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, displaced by fear
My morning sun is the [bad word] that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear...
...Oh I know it's just self-pity
It is so wrong, well, I know it all... but I...