Hitching a ride with the sandman He'll bury your head in his hands Turn you into some bland man Where will you make your stand?
Hup springs, the voice in man The prophet calls, the master's plan You resist his true demands Hits, scores, spreads his ease But he doesn't talk with the aim to please Aims his chord at your heart You've been caught When you feel his dart
But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home I would rather not go, I would rather stay home Where I would eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat
Rather not go, rather stay I'd rather not go, rather stay at home If there's someone outside to see you You can always run away But when there's something inside does the calling There's nowhere you can hide
Hup springs, the voice in man The prophet calls, the master's plan You resist his true demands
It's and inner thing that calls the tune Makes you do what you must do A voice you can't ignore Find the key that fits that chord Follow that song right to its chord Find the key that fits that chord Follow that song right to its chord
But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home I would rather not go, I would rather stay home Where I will eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat And talk to friends having oh such fun Playing games with my best friend Riding through the sunset Smile stretched so wide Lights up the city in technicolour stereo And eat And eat And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat... At ease, at ease......