We are aimless
And the target is an empty wall
We´re out of patience
With smiles that cut across her face
No complaints

But I wish I had my top of my brain
I´d like to walk
But the sun doesn´t know we´re awake
We´re in spaceships
Take a visit to the Pyrenees
Paid vacations
Send a brochure from the agency
No complaints
But my girlfriend dug a ditch in my room
Walking papers and a hole
Straight out for my shoes
No complaints
But it´s harder to believe in the truth
She´ll write a message on a billboard
And I´ll send it to you
We feel painless
And check the status on the info line
In some ways tainted

Radiation from the factory
No complaints
But it´s overrated, that´s for sure
Take a bus back
From Little Rock, Arkansas
Or Modesto
That´s where my drawl comes from