It wasn't because of my two left feet that the army let me go
It was because I was reading the New Left Weekly before class to impress the girls
The studio executives deemed it unkind, the officers agreed but they gave me some time
The riflemen wanted blood from high places to redeem much guilt
I left, it was for the best, in good time, running wildly through the night
I just wanted to let you know
That time hasn't faded or even slowed
It has remained constant 'cause that what it knows how to do... unlike me and you
Beat your existence before adding essence
The wilderness generation housewives note it down
Cause the television chef chokes only on the gristle, he knows the production values of the knife handles
We cut through our stale being-in-the-world because we can
And we choose to, free to suffer, free to ignore the Chinese burns, tied up to the railway tracks
I just wanted to let you know...
Slow down, you're scaring me
I missed my stop and I wanna get off
But not here, don't make a scene
Not here, I'm not here
I just wanted to let you know...