give them what they want   when they want   when they know what they want   i'm sick of thinking for myself so i'll play along   stick me in a room full of books, suits, and record deals   be sure to make some coffee with your cream and ask me how i feel   it's been a long, lonely wait   oh, we can hardly wait to hear the tunes you have made   i'll bet they're really great   there's something to the way you find time to create   the second album is late   where is it anyway?   here i am   believe the sound you breathe   i'm in up to my knees   disregard everything cause now i'm over my sophomore jinx   you're crowding my dollar signs (make everyone sing)   your little songs i'll call mine (my sophomore jinx)   get to the back of the line (love turns to hate)   when i stand a million to one (to one)   x amount of dollars for my head   should i say "commodity"   help me get madonna off my bed   she's just to drunk to sing   management's explaining, entertaining to the industry   they've heard the same spiel a million times   maybe two or three   the illusion is sealed   the band's all wrapped in chains   wish their vibe was still real   now it all sounds the same   and all the grooves that they steal   all the blues down on beale   prolific wisdom english poets often write   here i am   believe the sound you breed   i'm in up to my knees   disregard everything because now i'm over my sophomore jinx   you're crowding my dollar signs (make everyone sing)   your little words, they don't rhyme (my sophomore jinx)   you've wasted all my precious time (love turns to hate)   when i stand a million to one   long, lonely wait   instant replay