My ambition is far greater than I seem to be
Salieri on his knees
My perdition is hanging over me like birds of prey
Circling the breeze

I guess I should be getting down to business
I'd really love to but the thing is …

The walls between us are far too tall and how high you climb
Is just how high you fall
Its only temporary; optimism is very hard to kill
When you're coming to a crawl

I guess I should be getting down to business
I'd really love to but the thing is …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
And I need anesthesia
What I had my finger on is now out of hand
I need anesthesia and it sure feels good.

I have become certain that Potential is the burden of a man
Who has a good excuse
Resigned to fate I wait for experience to culminate into
Something I can use

I guess I should be getting down to business
I'd really love to but the thing is …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
I need anesthesia
What I had my finger on is now out of hand
I need anesthesia

It sure feels good to me
Let the breeze blow through my ears
Let the oil run through my gears and ease my pain
Because the fact remains …

Something has gone wrong with all my best-laid plans
What I had my finger on is now out of hand
I swear to God Almighty that I've done what I can
Now I need anesthesia f
or this poor creature
and it sure feels good.