text: Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
  Im Jezmund, the family berzerker
  Im bought for the price of a flagon of rice
  The wind buffs the cabin, you speak of your life
  Or more willingly Locust the Lurker
  Confuse what you can of the ending
  And revise your despise so impending
  Cause I soak on the wrath that you didnt quite mask
  Im getting it clearly through alternate paths
  Or mixed in with the signal youre sending
  But who can unlearn all the facts that Ive learned
  As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
  And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
  Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
  All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
  Cant this wait til Im old
  Cant I live while Im young?
  Cant I live while Im young?
  But no peace for Jezmund tonight
  I plug the distress tube up tight
  And watch what I say as it flutters away
  And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay
  Not to educate somebodys fright
  But who can unlearn all the facts that Ive learned
  As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
  And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
  Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
  All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
  Cant this wait til Im old
  Cant I live while Im young?
  Cant I live while Im young?
  But who can unlearn all the facts that Ive learned
  As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned
  And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue
  Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun
  All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone
  Cant this wait til Im old
  Cant I live while Im young?
  Cant I live while Im young?
  Cant I live while Im young?
  Cant I live while Im young?