Merging patterns in the rain
Rolling pathways down the drain
Rhythmic waveforms on my brain
Neatly wrapped in cellophane
Push up that lever - Fill up that hole
Be sure to endeavor
And search for your soul
Press in the button - Open the door
Searching hard for nothin
Places been before
Ideals are all in vain
No need to be humane
It rubs against the grain
And borders on insane
Push up that lever - Fill up that hole
Be sure to endeavor
And search for your soul
Press in the button - Open the door
Searching hard for nothin
Places been before
When seeking new terrain
Yet finding it mundane
Just crash the windowpane
And logically remain
Merging patterns in the rain
Rolling pathways down the drain
Rhythmic waveforms on my brain
Neatly wrapped in cellophane