Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Bob Mould
Racing to the end
Back here once again
Intercepting codes
As my systems overload
Bits of windowpane
To stimulate my brain
Early morning walk through homeless
Take my tech bus down 280
Yell into the cloud
Stern but not too loud
My listening device
Keeps me well informed at night
With virtual control
I disconnect my soul
Every day I up the dosage
Medicine that makes me crazy
Racing to the end
Back here once again
Racing to the end
Back here once again
Racing to the end
Racing to the end