Instant Street

You're probably right
Seen from your side
That I've been lucky
But I've been meaning to crack all week
Yes, I've been involved
It never resolved into anything shocking
Pains playing yo-yo in my body
As we speak

And now I found something to look for
But I can't decide
'Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score
Just like I did before

It wouldn't be true
Not towards you
To say that I'm staying
When on every single impulse
On every other move, I react
'Cause in any old creek
With changing technique
You'll see me playing
After any old motherfucking blow
I'll be back

We turned away from instant stuff
Our cracking codes were breaking up
Our words were sucked out it made them clean
And after lowness say it
And after more let it be known
Our codes are grown into something mean

You're probably right
As for tonight
You're making me nervous
What is it you want me to be thinking of?
I'll put on a movie
I'll play something groovy as a matter of service
I'll chuckle when you smile
As a matter of love

'Cause you know it's not my style
To be giving up now
And this pain in my side
I had enough

This time I go for Instant street
This life's a soulless excuse
For all abuse and parenthesis
The flyspecked windows and the stinking lobbies
They'll remain all the same
All the same