The Sibariteo Appreciation Society

Oooh, baby,

you're trying much to hard. Oooh, baby,

we've never made it that far...

I can try a riff

and play it rough,

but if the sound is beautiful, you know, that's cool enough,

and I can even try

to play against the rules and dig a hole a mile deep

to find a jewel...

But how can I try without pleasure? How can I drive

without leisure?

Baby, out there

in the countryside you feel so good

and you don't know why,

you gotta tell the birds

and the dogs and the trees you gotta tell the cats

and you gotta tell the bees now you want me to go with you

climb a mountain range, when I got vertigo,

and you know it well. You say you want me to understand

why you get so mad when I'm adamant...

But how can I try without pleasure? How can I drive

without leisure?

Hi, can I try without pressure? How can I drive without leisure?

With no measure, without leasure I can treasure.

See I got the cabin fever, I can't stand it no more,

I've never ever had that kind of feeling before. I had a phone call with Ed, I said “this I can't endure”

he said “winter in Omaha, I'm a-sure that's the cure... You can try go sledding at Mahoney State Park,

or you can go ice skating heading home right after dark”

ok, but don't tell Mary, she'll blab it all over town...

and when privacy's underrated, everything is complicated.

How can I drive without pleasure? How can I drive without leisure?

Hi, can I try without pressure? How can I drive without leisure?

Without pleasure, without leisure I can treasure.

Without leisure. without pleasure, I can treasure, we can treasure.