Lyrics:

Life has got a funny way of showing me a living
When stability is rarer than the cancer coming back
I got family issues that run deeper than the curtains
That are covering the front hall of your daddy's rental flat
I would kill to know you if I could get up and focus
C'mon now, soldier, get your head out the sand
I got the message, but I don't wanna see that
I keep on rolling over, God, I swear the white keys were black, whoa-oh
Closed mind, paper cup
Crime scene, cover-up
Tight squeeze, lady, look
Cielo Drive is coming up
'Money comes in circles,' she said, 'every number curdles
When you scramble over hurdles and your daddy is a rat'
I could grin and bear it if I focused on the girl
By strictly gripping to the rail along the salivation track
I could kill to know you if I would get up and focus
C'mon now, soldier, get your head out the sand
I got the message, but I don't wanna see that
I keep on rolling over, God, I swear my fingers bent back, whoa-oh
Closed mind, paper cup
Crime scene, cover-up
Tight squeeze, lady, look
Cielo Drive is coming up
Closed mind, paper cup
Crime scene, cover-up
Tight squeeze, oh, lady, look
Cielo Drive is coming up now
Got your money, babe
I've got your money, babe (ooh)
Closed mind, paper cup
Crime scene, cover-up
Tight squeeze, oh, lady, look
Cielo Drive is coming up
Closed mind, paper cup
Crime scene, cover-up
Tight squeeze, lady, look
Cielo Drive is coming up now
Is coming up now