Mind you grow a little wiser, little better every day
Have you ever walked through a room But it was more like the room passed around you?
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Just a urchin livin' under the street, I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I spin on a whim, I slide to the right
set aside the scruples in the strategies of strain
I woke up and walked a million miles today
foot on the pedal, never ever false metal
Blues and grays won't make the change
Come on over, do the twist, aha