Feel like messing up

Cutting my teeth

On stolen candy

Chewing on something sweet

I don't know what

What I came here for

Stumbling down these streets

Trying to find your door

Take the long way 'round

Long walk across this town

If I was any good at painting

I'd paint it up and down

But I'm not

I'm just trying not to make a sound

Whistling to myself the fourth street mess around

Mess around

Mess around

Mess around

Wanna tell it like it is from heaven's point of view

But I would not have lived in vain if I could utter one thing true

Or not build this life so artificially

Not go about it all so goddam superficially

Lay myself down

Quit running so ragged

Blaze me a trail just a little less jagged

But for now I'm just stuck here in this town

Singing to myself the fourth street mess around

Mess around

Mess around

Mess around