/smashing young man/
collective soul
Begger's description
Success is so tragic
Help me, I plea
You preach synthetic-like
(Chorus)
I don't recall asking for guidence
(Chorus twice)
[back]
(c)pillbox, 1996
Of what I've been missing
Exploit your position
Don't think I didn't listen
Hey, I hope your feeling
A little better now
Pain is your gadget
Your tongue's just lashing
Just bitching by habit
Hey, I hope your feeling
A little purer now
Hey, I hope your feeling
Securer now
I don't understand
Your ways and your means
You smashing young man
Help me to see
The good you have planned
You're wearing me thin
You smashing young man
Peace is an oversight
It's nothing to ignite
Your self-lit spotlight
Hey, I hope your feeling
A little special now
Hey, I want to tell you
I think your special now
I don't recall wanting to
I don't recall bowing before you
But I'm so impressed
With the kindness in your attitude