Tune out the humming...
Tune out the buzzing...
Coming in loud and clear.
Don't worry. I've got the story
in my little black box.
I can see right through you,
no need for my X-ray truth machine.
We're riding the white knuckle rhino.
I'm better than ever. Went on a bender
of king-size certainty.
I can see right through you,
no need for my X-ray truth machine.
We're riding the white knuckle rhino.
You can't take away the sound.
The selection of no direction, going
anywhere, somewhere...
anywhere, just somewhere.