Lyrics:

What the hell are you doing later on I've got some beer and I dont have a gun I wanna find out I wanna try out The possibilities of having some fun And Im seeing now that Ive never seen this place before And Im realising Im alone Got no home Need a loan But Im not on metha- Theres a time for and theres a place for Ultra-violence and its not on my side I tried to dissect but where's the respect There's still respect in an inanimate life And its looking like Its time to escape again There could be something wrong but Im alone Got no home Need a loan But Im not on methadone Need a phone With a tone But Im not on methadone I just don't Have to go Because Im not allowed to go Why dont you stay awhile And Im realizing Ive never tried To see anything the same Of all the good things Of all the ugly things Theres a point where you dont have to hide Its time to understand That even Superman He had his problems But he knew how to fly