Wild Goose Chasing

Well, I hear you're in transition from loser to misfit

Well, let me know if can be done

And to be a musician

Assume the fetal position

We'll get you high or catch a buzz

Let it come down, okay

Let it break me up

Let it wash me away

I hear you burning braces

Wild goose chasing

I ask you why

You say because

You got nothing up your sleeve

But wild cards and the needs

You bet the moon

I raise you the sun

Oh lordy, it's strange

Let it come down, okay

Let it break me up

Let it wash me away

Nothing to see

And nothing to be

Take some vitamins

Take some sun

In your condition

Your poise or attrition

I think you're beautiful

I must be dumb

Let it come down, okay

Let it break me up

And wash me away

Let it come down, okay

Let it come down, okay