Wasting your life on the sidewalk
  When you can be out on the street, dodging cars
  As they go by, the wind goes right through you
    Life on the edge of a razor
  Never knowing when you're to fall
  Sure as hell beats never gambling at all
    Life's too short to just barely exist
  Wide spread mediocracy
  Will suck you up, resist
  Another number on a list
    I don't want it, you can have it
  You can try, but you won't make me
  Feel the things you feel
  I'll take my chances, till I find a better deal
  I'll take my chances, along with all the rest
    The snail goes over the razor blade
  The suicide squad of lemmings parade
  To their kingdom, where they've made reservations
    I have no reservation
  I don't think my seat's been saved
  I'll take my chances, here, right