Beaten down by
broken chance, the twisted Fates all smiled.
The only glimpse of true romance was breathing in the dial.
The work he'd done had moved his arms -- no action for the brain;
Held on so long -- been pushed so far, driven toward insane!
Oh, it's so sweet to run amuck!
To reach the unreachable spaces;
I've seen the signs -- I've despoiled time!
But finally I know what my place is!
So come on and catch me --- come on and catch me!
Love is gone, and so is rhyme; the
spark of sanity, borderline;
Resistance is futile! Weird pleasure's absurd!
The mind creates challenge -- the lips form the words --
"Come on and catch me, come on and catch me..."
The limits are gone; embrace the
The stuff from which nightmares are formed!
Abhorrent, deranged, it feels so strange!
The challenge goes out to them all!
So come on and catch me, come on and catch me...
Well, there's a green-eyed demon inside
of us all,
Waiting for the moment to serve;
Then it springs forth and it heads for the source,
That loosens the glue on our nerves!
It's so sweet to run amuck! ("Sweet fruits were forbidden to him.")
Just grab on, we'll change that luck! ("He went forth into the world, a man of change.")
Take what you can; it's all for you! ("He would pillage time itself!")
No longer are you the world's fool! ("and bring Fate to its very knees!")
So come on and catch me; come on and catch me ...