"There is a world, a world, a world
in the bottom of my cup
and the flags have all unfurled and things well
things are looking up
I can't shake this feeling - feeling
deep inside of me
so put your hands up to the ceiling
Can you feel the beat breaking free?

Well this might not be that smart
but I ain't learned since '93
If this is anything but art
well, it got the best of me
and the clowns on the radio
they all tell me where to dance
but I know just where to go
they can't put us in a trance

Well the man he wants my cash
and he's kicking down the door
but he can kiss my ass
I ain't been paid since '94
and the hedgerows are on fire
from the oil in the sea
so throw me on the pyre
and the flames will set me free

Well this might not be that smart
but I ain't learned since '93
If this is anything but art
well, it got the best of me
and the clowns on the radio
they all tell me where to dance
but I know just where to go
they can't put us in a trance

I'm the captain of a ship
that's been trapped inside a bottle
and the coin, it has been flipped
and now it's landed on full throttle
I've been sinking, sinking, sinking
I fear it's taken hold of me
and there's not much point in thinking
cuz the beast has been set free

Well this might not be that smart
but I ain't learned since '93
If this is anything but art
well, it got the best of me
and the clowns on the radio
they all say they hate my songs
but I don't really care
I know they've got it wrong

Well this might not be that smart
but I ain't learned since '93
If this is anything but art
well, it got the best of me
and the clowns on the radio
they all tell us where to dance
but I know just where to go
they can't put us in a trance"