Oi. Boy. Got a new gig?
It`s jammin` your brain
like a too-tight wig.
Stuff this new religious phase.
Your home is here
in the yellow haze.
Oi. Boy. What are you doin`?
Wearing your faith like a new tattoo when friends and formers
don`t approve this.
(Steelo pads will not remove this.)
Chorus
I cannot get you, I do not want
you out of my system.
I cannot get you, I do not want you
out of my head.
Oi. Boy. What are you on?
We`d try to help you but you`re
too far gone.
First we thought you`d be rejecting us.
Now we`re scared you`ll start infecting us.
Oi. Boy. Come again.
Someday soon it`ll all sink in,
as all your efforts to inspire us
spread like some computer virus.
- Chorus -
Always stalled by hidden fears,
always stuck in neutral gears
until I gave the driver`s seat away.
Take my life and make it real.
Turn the key and take the wheel.
Push the throttle through the floor,
evermore...
- Chorus -
Lyrics: Vernon Bishop, Steve Taylor / Music: Vernon Bishop, Peter Furler