see here, my good friends   we're all standing on our palms   rabbits under pistons of church organs all along   patterns move above us   better move out of their way      see here, all your friends are   so rude i cannot breathe   their problems may solve boredom   but their problems can’t be seen   regular witness gonna take us all to task   ok, hazards, grow-up every day   fake shocks, mixed minds, among whites you despise      of all the ways, of all the ways, all the ways to skin a cat   there’s none i’ve found, there's none i've found, there's none to take it back   if you get into trouble, where we get into trouble   you learn some things too slow