"UNTIL THE BALL STOPS" by the Improbable New Sensations

So you've been

Cut off before ya had yr chance to
Make any difference to any other person but yourself
Feeling bad for all the visions left unopened on your bookshelf

Well I

Can't speak for anybody but me
While the populace is panicked i'm a motherfucking palm tree
The hinges coming loose, i've got nothing to lose
Except my loser dead end day job and my sleeve tattoo

So it's alright
Despite the notion
California's won't be splitting to the ocean
Hop offa this plane, on to the next
No use shitting our jeans
We'll be right here until the ball stops spinning

No one's idea of fun is looking around
At all their neighbors in their houses
With their shades all pulled down
We've got 2 weeks left left to come and to go
But I'm digressing, I'm arrested by futility ya know so

Help me out! yeah yeah
Ya know ya gotta help me out! yeah yeah
Oh dontcha put me on the back burner
Oh ya gotta help me out

Tell me
It's alright, despite the notion (over and in)
The big illusion of perpetual m-motion (last call for sin)
Wasn't worth mine (when everything's lost)
Yours or your mom's time (the battle is won)
Cross all the T's (in all these things that I've done)
We'll be right here until the ball stops