Maniacs

If the future is plain to you
 The present is tasteless, too
 If you're on your back again
 That's all right
 If you're hooked on a fishing rod
 Throwing out hands to God
 He won't take you back again
 That's all right
 Don't be afraid of new ideas
 We can break your bones
 'Til the last survives
 We can wheel you home
 You'll be new, you'll be fine
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 The touch that you needed then
 A love you could comprehend
 But you're at your screen again
 And that's all right
 Don't be afraid of new ideas
 We can break your bones
 'Til the last survives
 We can wheel you home
 You'll be new, you'll be fine