Force me down the road, my dear

Please force me down the road

I need to throw a fit each year

A manic episode

The stars never rise but I see them still

It's not even noon but I'm over the hill

Make the most of every minute until it's wasted

All wasted

(Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha)

Force me down the road, my dear

Please force me down the road

Rewire my ventricles and edit my source code

Eat, work, drink, fall in love, repeat

And every now and then a quick beauty sleep

The fall might be rough but the climb's too steep

Just face it

The stars never rise but I see them still

It's not even noon but I'm over the hill

Make the most of every minute until it's wasted

All wasted

(We're a little blasé and we have a lot of deadlines. And we don't enjoy the walk through the woods. The thing to do is to get to the other side and if we don't get to the other side of the woods the day is a failure. The deadline has not been met. And loving is all too short and all too disappointing and all too shallow. And loving is all too short, too disappointing, too shallow...)

The stars never rise but I see them still

It's not even noon but I'm over the hill

Make the most of every minute until it's wasted

Just face it

It's wasted

All wasted

All wasted