Sumo

I use my throat
and I use my head

And I’ll do it, do it, do it, do it
until I’m dead

Just a blue, blue train
racing through my brain

But’s a long runaway
trying to make me insane

We use throats, strings
we all use cables

To live our lives
that’s the game boys
is about fight or die

We’re going on up, and up, and up
Rock’n roll kings

It only marginally interest me
it’s all the same
it’s all the same.