I don't have the time There's water in my hourglass And the sand is in my eyes I don't have my mind There's flickering lights in my head And my reasons are all lies Today is just the same old same old Too many teeth behind those smiles And I don't care about the stories told If it means more, more, more, More frequent-flyer miles More secretary smiles More... * I'm dangerous, I'm your best friend I'm a colour-blind chameleon I'm moving up, I know what's going down I'm just an urban Super human The consumer and the consumed... I don't have the reasons I lost them in the fire Of my ambition to be Something, somebody not me I don't have a saviour I'm too smart To be taken in by Your prayers and your incense and that round-trip to heaven Today is just the same old same old Too many teeth behind those smiles And I don't care about the stories told If it means more, more, more More frequent-flyer miles More secretary smiles More...