Feel like messing up
Cutting my teeth
On stolen candy
Chewing on something sweet
I don't know what
What I came here for
Stumbling down these streets
Trying to find your door
Take the long way 'round
Long walk across this town
If I was any good at painting
I'd paint it up and down
But I'm not
I'm just trying not to make a sound
Whistling to myself the fourth street mess around
Mess around
Mess around
Mess around
Wanna tell it like it is from heaven's point of view
But I would not have lived in vain if I could utter one thing true
Or not build this life so artificially
Not go about it all so goddam superficially
Lay myself down
Quit running so ragged
Blaze me a trail just a little less jagged
But for now I'm just stuck here in this town
Singing to myself the fourth street mess around
Mess around
Mess around
Mess around
