I knew it musta been some big set-up All the action just would not let up It's just a little bit back from the main road Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes I start to spin the tale You complain of my diction You give me friction But I dig friction You know I'm crazy about friction ♪ My eyes are like telescopes I see it all backwards, but who wants hope? If I ever catch that ventriloquist I'll squeeze his head right into my fist Something comes tracking down What's the prediction? I'll betcha it's friction I dig friction You know I'm crazy about friction ♪ Motion, set the sails You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail I don't wanna grow up There's too much contradiction You give me friction But I dig friction You know I'm crazy about friction F-R-I-C-T-I-O-N