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