I’m a fairly happy well-fed servant Things are going well, I can’t complain Can’t pay my rent, but I got a big-screen TV If I’m running in circles I’m the last one who can tell I know what I want, at least I think so Who are you to question my lack of goals When I grow aware of an itch that needs scratching No idea where, but I’m pretty sure its there
I waited so long I waited so long I want it so bad The world’s too small I’m trapped The wind of change in my face can’t calm me Restlessly searching for something How will I know where to find it? How will I know where to find it? How will I know where to find it?
I’m a fairly pleasant, mild-mannered neighbor What goes around comes around, and I’m the first in line To eat what I’m fed, regardless of where it comes from We get what we deserve, where’s my reward for laying low? You’re not half-bad, and its quite exciting To watch you unwind and shed your clothes Respect my space and I might be nice to you If I’m not too distracted by my colorful toys
I waited so long I waited so long I want it so bad The world’s too small I’m trapped The wind of change in my face can’t calm me Restlessly searching for something How will I know where to find it? How will I know where to find it?
How will I know where to find it? How will I know when I found it? How will I know where to find it? How will I know when I found it? How will I know where to find it? How will I know when I found it?