| Well I been lost in the backbeat |
| It seems like everything’s wrong |
| Well I been strapped in the backseat |
| No matter how sad the song |
| It seems like everything I do is wrong |
| It’s just as stupid just to sing this song |
| And people tell me just to leave it alone |
| Well I been down but not alone |
| Cons and tricks that get me through, aahhh |
| I’m full of cheats, I’ll cheat you too, aahhh |
| Manipulation gets me through, aahhh |
| The point being that you never knew |
| That you never knew |
| That you never knew |
| No matter how bad the habit |
| I’ll have you push it along |
| We seem to be these great maggots |
| A facist plastic song |
| It seems like everything I get is gone |
| It’s just as tragic just to sing this song |
| My mother tells me not to do no wrong |
| And little kids they sing along |
| Cons and tricks that get me through, aahhh |
| I’m full of cheats, I’ll cheat you too, aahhh |
| Manipulation gets me through, aahhh |
| The point being that you never knew |
| That you never knew |
| That you never knew |
| You know that everything you ever told me has been wrong |
| It seems like everyone’s opinions just can’t be wrong |
| It’s a matter of words don’t get me wrong |
| You know that everything you ever told me has been wrong |
| (Interpretations of backyards |
| They seem to push me along |
| Interpretations of lost arts |
| They seem to dictate the song) |
| I try to rub out the habit |
| It seems to push me along |
| No matter how bad you had it |
| Someone else rolls along |
| It seems like everything I get is gone |
| As highway rollers seem to roll along |
| The song is over now please move on |
| Well I been down but not for long |
| Cons and tricks that get me through, aahhh |
| I’m full of cheats, I’ll cheat you too, aahhh |
| Manipulation gets me through, aahhh |
| The point being that you never knew |
| That you never knew |
| That you never knew |