If you want me You can buy me Left of country Off of the hovel
In the offices On the podiums In the center Out of the grip
When they ask me "what are you looking for? " I always answer "nothing special" I think they know that I’m looking for this I think they think I must be out of that
But I’m only In the offices And on the podiums In the center Out of the vacuities
I think that somehow Somewhere inside of us We must be similar If not the same So I continue To be wanting that
If you want me You can buy me Left of country Against the brain Wondering about that