Lyrics

SCRATCHIN? FOR ACTION
Rushing, at 200 miles an hour, and sweating a desperate hour.
It meant so much, it meant so little, just for a moment, it was perfect.
And mislead me again, and I rejoice, power changes hands and it?s my choice.
Luxury inside your hands , everything has already happened again.
Surprise - scratchin? for action vigor.
Surprise - you can?t pull the trigger.
I dove right in to my own freedom and violence, dangerous and sensitive, it?s great to be alive, and I?m running, for all the wrong reasons, a feel good promise, a vain attempt to hide.
Surprise - scratchin? for action vigor.
Surprise - you can?t pull the trigger.
I feel like I?m trying to catch a falling knife, I got a 50% chance of getting it right, and I?m rushing at 200 miles and hour, but I got a guardian angel and i feel her power.
Surprise - scratchin? for action vigor.
Surprise - you can?t pull the trigger.
Power changes hands and it?s history, don?t you know your history, a distance a resistance a history. A cloudy focus handcuffs my mind, I think it?s time to vacuum out my mind, and lipo suction, it?s time to wash up and I think there is a carnival somewhere and the surfs up.
Surprise - scratchin? for action vigor.
Surprise - you can?t pull the trigger.
You stopped dreaming and now your begging, this is not reality, this is pretending, and washed up prophets hang on to the beat, a sound at it?s wildest and it?s impossible to retreat.
and rushing - at 200 miles an hour
and sweating - this desperate hour
It meant so much, it meant so little, just for a moment, it was perfect.
C 2006 Doug Lewis