What I got here
I could spend it in a day
Or I could save it
Buy a Guild, an 808

It's not enough to pay for all of my loves
But still I crave

And the craving's like a blast
Racing down opposite paths
And it's aimed at what may still be out of reach
Anyway

A Burial rave
A Scientist drop
A tracking shot
That follows me into the dark

A gamma-ray burst
A Sugar Ray fight
An open mic
And crowds I'd gather every night

What I bought here
I could break it in a flash
Or I could give it
To you

But they need you far away
And I'll stay for a while
And the probes we send keep on floating
Through the universe

A Burial rave
A Scientist drop
A tracking shot
That follows me into the dark

A gamma-ray burst
A Sugar Ray fight
An open mic
For crowds who never pay a dime

And the craving's like a blast
Racing down opposite paths
And it's aimed at what may still be out of reach
Anyway

If I lay low
And keep both
Of my halves
In my coat
Together, forever
I won't get
In trouble