From the darkest depths of your pillow-case
let me draw a picture for you.
I might look like any other kind of guy
but let me show you what I can do.
I'm a magic man with a fucking plan
I've got a trick or two up my sleeve.
Your eyes will cast to my darkest arts as I set the children free.
I could do with another,
Overload.
And when were done with being young and having fun,
We must go home.
I've seen the dirty pictures from your paradise
you can't pull one over on me.
Cause if you plant a lie then you can rely
that it was I who sowed the seed.
In this world of thirty second fame
does everyone really believe?
Your generic styles are so worthwhile
don't waste your cliches on me.
I could do with another,
Overload.
And when were done with being young and having fun,
We must go home.