If your circles could be spirals
And your idols weren't machines
If you could pick up all the signals
And flash on where you've been

Maybe you don't feel it at all
It's your own fault crawl boy, crawl!
If you could quit the miming
And try some different timing
You could get a chance to be free

Are you receiving me
It's the pilot's plea
Are you receiving me
Close to insanity
Are you receiving me
Recharge your battery
Are you receiving me
(or are you out to lunch)

If your prayers could all be answered
And you were given time to pay
The chances would be so heavy
But you'd find a better way