The Story It Grows Older,

The Story Is No Story Here

I Never Knew What It Is,

And There's No Sign Of It Ending

As I Am It And Ought To Be,

They're Telling Me I Am



[chorus]



Bowling Race Car Driver,

Superficial Hitman You're

On The List At Every Door,

You Don't Bowl Or Race Fast Cars

Composition Competition You Drive

Just Because I Don't Go,

To The Church Where You Reside

I Might As Well Go For It,

The Nineties Won't Be Back Again

Until I'm Forty-eight Years Old

I Can Be The Hungry,

As I Eat My Words Again,

Appealing Yet Apalling

Rising To My Falling,

I'm Going To Extreme Ends,

I'm Gagging On Their Scene



[repeat Chorus]



You Shift, I'm The Driver,

Over Time In It's Defense,

I Move Their Car

And For A Moment It Makes Sense,

But I Fail Them In The End

In The Arms Of Old Age,

Knowing Only One To Lose

Feeling Nothing More To Hide,

Consider Life A Forgery

As You?re Gagging On Your Scene,

Admit To Fraudulence

Driven To This Thought,

Death Is Certain, Faith Is Not



[repeat Chorus]



Composition Competition

You Drive Competition

Competition

I?m Losing I Fail It In The End