Wasting your life on the sidewalk      When you can be out on the street, dodging cars      As they go by, the wind goes right through you            Life on the edge of a razor      Never knowing when you're to fall      Sure as hell beats never gambling at all            Life's too short to just barely exist      Wide spread mediocracy      Will suck you up, resist      Another number on a list            I don't want it, you can have it      You can try, but you won't make me      Feel the things you feel      I'll take my chances, till I find a better deal      I'll take my chances, along with all the rest            The snail goes over the razor blade      The suicide squad of lemmings parade      To their kingdom, where they've made reservations            I have no reservation      I don't think my seat's been saved      I'll take my chances, here, right