Monotonous frights and fines You look alright for these testing times Cutting all ties with your past Adapt, sit back and relax Everybody springs to life When you walk into the room Well I'm no trouble when the lights go out Everybody leaves inspired When your back's against the wall An agitated, tainted, know-it-all Stalling time with past regression Standing orders in quick succession Destructive nursery rhymes Point of view nearing your prime Everybody springs to mind When you open your book Well I ain't here dear, you really ought to see clear Everybody springs to life When you walk into the room Well I'm no trouble when the lights go out