Hitching a ride with the sandman   He'll bury your head in his hands   Turn you into some bland man   Where will you make your stand?      Hup springs, the voice in man   The prophet calls, the master's plan   You resist his true demands      Hits, scores, spreads his ease   But he doesn't talk with the aim to please   Aims his chord at your heart   You've been caught   When you feel his dart      But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home   I would rather not go, I would rather stay home   Where I would eat and sleep and think and eat   And eat and sleep and think and eat    And eat and sleep and think and eat       Rather not go, rather stay   I'd rather not go, rather stay at home      If there's someone outside to see you   You can always run away   But when there's something inside does the calling   There's nowhere you can hide       Hup springs, the voice in man   The prophet calls, the master's plan   You resist his true demands   It's an inner thing that calls the tune   Makes you do what you must do   A voice you can't ignore   Find the key that fits that chord   Follow that song right to its chord   Find the key that fits that chord   Follow that song right to its chord      But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home   I would rather not go, I would rather stay home   Where I will eat and sleep and think and eat   And eat and sleep and think and eat    And eat and sleep and think and eat      And talk to friends having oh such fun   Playing games with my best friend   Riding through the sunset   Smile stretched so wide   Lights up the city in technicolour stereo      And eat   And eat   And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat...      At ease, at ease......