Structure and Function

Hanging off my arms are the pair of hands that I have used to Crawl across the lines down the middle of the road
Thought I had enough
But I didn't have a dime to drop at this stop
Thought I'd take a break, but I was running out of time
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Pay close attention while I read the rules
These are the things that make us move
Muscle just a little but pain the most
Peel the scabs off of your ghost

Right
Now

Set me loose with a fine to divide
Before the meter expired, and I'd have to play "Pies in the Faces"
(La la la)
This is the translation, and I'm losing my patience
As well as my faith in a paid vacation
(La la la)
Metaphase, telophase, prophase, anaphase
Is how to erase "Bad Tastes" creations
(La la la)
Stand up, look around, pull together, fall apart
Go on, sit down and witness your decay (decay)
Decay (decay)
Decay (decay)
Decay

[Guitar solo]

Shut up, sit down, pay attention
Walk, don't run
Keep out, dead end, pay attention
Don't look into the sun

[Guitar solo]

This is fast and this is slow
Watch how I can stop and go
Learn everything that you should know
Aim down the middle and hog the road