My chest will not stop it
There's like a little baby woodpecker
Thump thump thumping on me
From the inside
Too many stimulants before bed
I watched a video on drugs
But I was listening to music the whole time
They can call me to discipline
As much as their hearts desire
But you'll be at that desk
Only the faces will change
And I'll be at a rock show with
Sharpie on my arm
And a ringing cell phone
That I won't have to answer