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 pa** you right by As you argue that there 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