The pinball cracks, my psychic friend
I’m too tired to relax,
So I let them in, the big black hood
My pale green eyes,
Too many sides to take this time
To decide
I can’t hear the words for the sound of the information
I haven’t got a job or a hobby or an occupation
Is this a free road trip or an ordinary situation
Let them all in, let them all in
Let them all in, go ahead, let them in
The turns styles crash, the childs collide
Too many side to take this time
To decide
Which way is out, to get me in
Your failure break, it’s your mistake
I’ve seen you creel
You can’t hear the words though the sounds of the information
You haven’t got a job, or a hobby or an occupation
Is this a free road trip or an ordinary situation
Let them all in, let them all in
Let them all in, go ahead, let them in
Let them all in, let them all in
Let them all in, go ahead, let them in
Let them alive, let them all the evil
Letting all your lies,
Letting all the people
Letting all your lies,
Letting all the people
Letting all your lies,
Letting all the people.
