This is called "Friction" (Alright, yeah) ♪ It musta've 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 (friction) Give me friction (friction) Give me 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 (friction) I'll betcha it's friction (friction) I'll betcha it's friction Slick, way out of skin It's friction ♪ Stop this head motion, set the sails All us boys are gonna wind up in jail I don't wanna grow up There's too much contradiction Too much friction (friction) A high light friction (friction) I'm crazy 'bout friction (friction) Oh, I can see DOA ♪ Friction Friction Friction