In the service of your own sake   Stay away from those who break   All the hearts of the ones that they lay up in their beds   Force yourself awake   Take whatever you need to make   All the nerves in your body send the message to your head      Echoes of speakers ignored like sidewalk preachers   A call to get your fill, receipt to sign your bill   Pay me in change I need a certain kind   A green copper coin the hardest one to find      Before you lay down, make sure your conscience is clean   Clean lies the velvet that lines your wooden submarine      Get in all your action before your joints start cracking   With the youth that you are lacking ‘cause the future's no fun   Constantly forgetting the things that you are letting just pass you right by   As you argue that they're dumb      Echoes of speakers ignored like sidewalk preachers   A call to get you fill, receipt to sign you bill   Take some advice, listen to someone nice   What's "right is right" is called mixed messages   Before you lay down, make sure your conscience is clean   Clean lies the velvet that lines your wooden submarine