Well, I am not making haste or could it be haste is making me Whats time but a thing to kill or keep or buy or lose or live in I gotta go faster Keep up the pace Just to stay in the human race I could go supersonic, the problems chronic Tell me does life exist beyond it? When I need to sate, I just accelerate Into oblivion Into oblivion yah yah yah yah yah ya-ahn Well 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 problems chronic Tell me does life exist beyond it? When I need to sate, I just accelerate into oblivion I wont lie, its exciting When I try to decide things I just want to live decently, meaningfully Im in misery (pace setters, go getters) (rat racers, forget hers) (researchers, berserkers) (strategies to help the workers) (new time saving devices) (quick vices, short splices) (brevity, dependency) (digital efficiency) I could go supersonic, the problems chronic Tell me, does life exist beyond it? When I need to sate, I just accelerate into oblivion Into oblivion yah yah yah yah yah ya-ahn