I'm not a republican banana.
I don't wanna wear my shirt tied up.
Just get me a trip to the Bahamas.
Until then keep your mouth shut!

These girls they got a lot of dollars.
I wish they’d give me some.
Want  a computer, fair-haired , it follows....
They’ll never come.

I like the rythym that I'm a hearing.
Don't you think it makes you want to dance?
That's all the concessions that I'm making.
Don't wear no baggy white pants

Back in basements, sneering in Milwaukee,
Being  weird to keep from being bad.
Loneliness is futurism's gospel
If you say it's happening , it's dead..

Control!
Your accent makes them think you're foreign.
That'll always bring them near.
Control!
Paranoia's just having all the facts straight.
Know your fears.....
Control!