We are aimless
And the target is an empty wall
We're out of patience
With smiles that cut across our face

No complaints but I wish I had more time for my brain
I'd like to walk where the sun doesn't know we're awake

We're in space ships
Take a visit to the Pyrenees
On paid vacations
Send a brochure from the agency

No complaints but my girlfriend dug a ditch in my room
Walking papers and a hole straight out from my shoes


No complaints but its harder to believe in the truth
So write a message on a billboard and I'll send it to you

We feel painless
Check the status on the info line
In some ways tainted
Radiation from the factory

No complaints but its overrated that's for sure
So take a bus back from little rock, Arkansas