Lyrics:

Got to wipe my feet off, nowGot to kick the shoesThere's a lot of empties on the groundGot to fill some new onesI know some day they're gonnaExercise a reasonable amountOf strain on my simple wayA simple lack of feelingA simple lack of fuelA simple lack of energy to play,Create, and make it through the dayI know some day they're gonna Exercise a reasonable amountOf strain on my simple wayI know some day they're gonna separateThe part of the brain that can discriminateThe friendly from the enemyYou are the enemy...There's a lot of bodies on the groundI know. I used to be oneI learned I'm not the kind of guyWho'd cheat a friend to make it through the dayI know some day they're gonna Exercise a reasonable amountOf strain on my simple wayYou are the enemy...