Sometimes situations seem to sweet up the sensation/when you feel anticipation with every single demonstration/and truth be told, I'm not that old/so let the horror stories fold/let it burn up in the flame and lets forget about the cold/and lets let go of the past, let it fade up with the vast/fast lane and the blured visions it creates/and lets be hasty/quick and maybe/we can make it through the fog/if we ain't lazy/They say that I can find my better half and have a baby