Il testo della Stay loose

I was choking on a cornflake
You said, "have some toast instead"
I was sleeping maybe three hours
You said, "you should get to bed"

I was waiting at the church door
For the minister to show
I was looking at the new year
You said, "walk before you crawl"

I was feeling like a loser
You said, "hey, you've still got me"
I was feeling pretty lonely
You said, "you wanted to be free"

I was looking for a good time
You said, "let the good times start"
With a quiver of your eyelid
You took on someone else's part

But what about me
I don't really see
How things will improve
All you want is to stay

Maybe i'm a little greedy
You said, "think before you speak"
Sometimes i'm a little seedy
You said, "everyone is weak"

Now i feel a little better
Is there something i can do?
But i never heard the answer
I never had a clue

But what about me
I don't really see
How things will improve
All you want is to stay

The lights are out in the house tonight
And i creep around
I'm gonna creep into your head
All you want is to stay loose

There's a little echo calling
Like a miner trapped inside
If i tell her of this moment
She will in me doubt confide

And she's on me like a blanket
Like a stalk of wilting grass
I'm not sure about her motives
I'm not sure about her past

But my faith is like a bullet
My belief is like a bolt
The only thing that lets me sleep at night
A little carriage of the soul

If it starts a little bleaker
Then the year may yet be gold
Happiness is not for keeping
Happiness is not my goal

So what about me
I don't really see
How things will improve
All you want is to stay loose

Oh what about them
You play mother hen
To a gaggle of gangling youth
All you want is to stay

The lights are out in the house tonight
And i creep around
I'm gonna creep into your head
All you want is to stay

I was living through the seconds
My composure was a mess
I was miles from tenderness
It was dark outside, the day it was broken in pieces

Everything is flat and dreary
I couldn't care what's in the news
Television is the blues
Television is hysterical laughter of people

And i know it could be me
I'm always asking for more
More, more, more, more

I keep running round in circles
I keep looking for a doorway
I'm going to need two lives
To follow the paths i've been taking