If spaghetti gives you fire breath, then dang, maybe you should try some. Also here are the lyrics because no sane person can understand what they're saying: Well am I making haste or could it be haste is making me? What's time but a thing to kill Or keep or buy or lose or live in? I gotta go faster, keep up the pace Just to stay in the human race I could go supersonic The problem's chronic Tell me, does life exist beyond it? When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion Into oblivion Now here I go again, everything is alien How does it feel To be outstripped by the pace of cultural change? My deeds are senseless and rendered meaningless When measured in that vein I could go supersonic The problem's chronic Tell me does life exist beyond it? When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion I won't lie (pace setters, go getters) It's exciting (rat racers, forgetters) When I try (researchers, berserkers) To decide things (strategies to help the workers) I just want to live (new time saving devices) Decently (quick vices, no crisis) Meaningfully (brevity dependency) I'm in misery (digital efficiency) I could go supersonic The problem's chronic Tell me does life exist beyond it When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion Into oblivion And The phantom ruby's signal is heading for the reactor
