3rd April 2005, 5:32 PM
I Can't Explain My Generation or My Wife, I Go Mobile when I ride my Magic Bus, and I Can See For Miles Behind my Blue Eyes but I Won't Get Fooled Again. I'm A Boy, and The Kids Are Alright, but Who Are You? We'll see later on, when you See Me, Feel Me on the Squeeze Box at 5:15.
Yeah baby.
Yeah baby.
YOU CANNOT HIDE FOREVER
WE STAND AT THE DOOR
WE STAND AT THE DOOR