Dreaming from the Waist

I feel like I want to break out of the house

My heart is a-pumpin'

I got sand in my mouth

I feel like I'm headin' up to a cardiac arrest

I wanna scream in the night

I wanna manifest

I've got that wide awake

Give and take

Five o'clock in the mornin' feelin'

I've got the hots for the sluts in the well thumbed pages of a magazine

I wanna drive

Wanna fly like I do in the dreams I've never really been in

I wanna hump

Wanna jump

Wanna heat up and cool down in a dream machine

(I'm dreaming) from the waist on down

(I'm dreaming) but I feel tired and bound

(I'm dreaming) of a day that a cold shower helps my health

(I'm dreaming)

Dreaming of the day I can control myself

Day I can control myself, yeah

Sound like a priest and then I'm shootin' dice

I'm burnin' tires with some guys whose hair is turnin' white

I know the girls that I pass, they just ain't impressed

I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest

I've got that numb-to-a-thumb over-dubbed

Feelin' social when the world is sleepin'

The plot starts to thicken then I sicken

And I feel like I'm cemented down

I'm so juiced that the whorey lady's sad, sad story

Has me quietly weepin'

But here comes the mornin'

Here comes the yawnin' demented clown

(I'm dreaming) but I know it's all hot air

(I'm dreaming) I'll get back to that rockin' chair

(I'm dreaming) of the day I can share the wealth

(I'm dreaming)

Dreaming of the day I can control myself

Day I can control myself

Hey, hey

Day I can control myself

Woo