I’m a fairly happy well-fed servant
Things are going well, I can’t complain
Can’t pay my rent, but I got a big-screen TV
If I’m running in circles I’m the last one who can tell
I know what I want, at least I think so
Who are you to question my lack of goals
When I grow aware of an itch that needs scratching
No idea where, but I’m pretty sure its there
I waited so long I waited so long
I want it so bad The world’s too small I’m trapped
The wind of change in my face can’t calm me
Restlessly searching for something
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know where to find it?
I’m a fairly pleasant, mild-mannered neighbor
What goes around comes around, and I’m the first in line
To eat what I’m fed, regardless of where it comes from
We get what we deserve, where’s my reward for laying low?
You’re not half-bad, and its quite exciting
To watch you unwind and shed your clothes
Respect my space and I might be nice to you
If I’m not too distracted by my colorful toys
I waited so long I waited so long
I want it so bad The world’s too small I’m trapped
The wind of change in my face can’t calm me
Restlessly searching for something
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know when I found it?
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know when I found it?
How will I know where to find it?
How will I know when I found it?
