Chalk Dust Torture (Live at Madison Square Garden, New Year's Eve 1995)

Come stumble my mirth beaten worker

I'm Jezmund the family berzerker

I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice

The wind buffs the cabin

You speak of your life

Or more willingly Locust the Lurker

Confuse what you can of the ending

And revise your despise so impending

'Cause I soak on the wrath

That you didn't quite mask

I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths

Or mixed in with the signal you're sending

But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned

As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned

And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue

Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun

All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone

Can't I live while I'm young?

But no peace for Jezmund tonight

I plug the distress tube up tight

And watch what I say as it flutters away

And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay

Not to educate somebody's fright

So who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned

I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned

The torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue

Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun

All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone

Can't this wait 'til I'm old? Can't I live while I'm young?

Can't I live while I'm young?

But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned

I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned

The torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue

Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun

All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone

Can't this wait 'til I'm old? Can't I live while I'm young?

Can't I live while I'm young?

Can't I live while I'm young?

Can't I live while I'm young?