Lyrics:

Well, I'm not making haste, so could it be haste is making me
What's time but a thing to kill or keep or buy or lose or limit
I gotta go faster, keep up the pace
Just to stay in the human race

I could go supersonic
The problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it
When I need to sate
I just accelerate into oblivion
Into oblivi-ayaaayayayayayay-n

Now here I go again everything is alien
How does it feel to be outstripped by the pace of cultural change?
My deeds are senseless and rendered meaningless
When measured in that vein.

I could go supersonic
The problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it
When I need to sate
I just accelerate into oblivion

I won't lie [Pace setters, Go getters]
It's exciting [Red lixers (???), Forgetters]
When I try [Researchers, Berserkers]
To decide things [strategies to help the workers]
I just want to live [Enticing me with vices]
Decently [Good lysis, no crisis (???)]
Meaningfully [Revel in dependency]
I'm in misery [Digital efficiency]

I could go supersonic
The problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it
When I need to sate
I just accelerate into oblivion
Into oblivi-ayeayeayeayeayeayeayea-n