My ambition is far greater than i seem to be
Salieri on his knees
My perdition is hanging over me like birds of prey
Circling the breeze

I guess i should be getting down to business
I’d really love to but the thing is …

The walls between us are far too tall and how high you climb
Is just how high you fall
Its only temporary; optimism is very hard to kill
When you’re coming to a crawl

I guess i should be getting down to business
I’d really love to but the thing is …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
And i need anesthesia
What i had my finger on is now out of hand
I need anesthesia and it sure feels good.

I have become certain that potential is the burden of a man
Who has a good excuse
Resigned to fate i wait for experience to culminate into
Something i can use

I guess i should be getting down to business
I’d really love to but the thing is …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
I need anesthesia
What i had my finger on is now out of hand
I need anesthesia

It sure feels good to me
Let the breeze blow through my ears
Let the oil run through my gears and ease my pain
Because the fact remains …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
What i had my finger on is now out of hand
I swear to god almighty that i’ve done what i can
Now i need anesthesia f
Or this poor creature
And it sure feels good.