Elaborate Plans

Elaborate plans to bury my friends
For me it depends on the ladder of chance
It's out of the bag, they're selling the band
A matter I can't have that on my hands

I sit in the road, and play along
Waiting on my soul to bang a gong

Tried it and I didn't like it
But said I wanted more
Where were you when I'd finished hiding
And crept out from the door

They tell me: Relax and tighten the straps
You won't be set free, your mind is attached
They tell me: Glad you don't have a dad
You got everything you could ever ask

I sit in the road and play along
Waiting on my soul to bang a gong
I sit in the road, and play along
Waiting on my soul to bang a gong

Tried it and I didn't like it
But said I wanted more
Where were you when I'd finished hiding
And crept out from the door

Where were you when I'd given up?
To comfort me with titty love
Horny on the city bus
Your body really trips me up

Elaborate plans to bury my friends
For me it depends on the ladder of chance
It's out of the bag, they're selling the band
A matter I can't have that on my hands

I sit in the road, and play along
Waiting on my soul to bang a gong
I sit in the road, and play along
Waiting on my soul to bang a gong