And when you were a little boy
You’d sit on the fourth-floor sill
And you’d bomb on your bicycle down all the biggest hills
And you’d cannonball in all the pools and you would
Never cross at the crosswalk on your walk home from school
You don’t want what you want
You don’t need what you need
When the wife finally leaves
The mistress is less then she seemed
The desire came from the distance, see
And when the dream coincides
With reality
You feel unclean
‘Cause you are unclean
If you know what I mean
Do you know what I mean?
You are weak in the mind
You are weak in the knees
You have got a disease
You have got a disease
But it’s okay, man
(It’s okay man)
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