Sputnik

Take convention, dash it upon the ground Scratch your name on the wall with one of the shards Temper yourself, the fury and the sound Make a name for yourself, it isn't that hard Guinea pigs make great pets or test subjects If you're not into that whole emotional thing Rattlesnakes make great pests but don't you fret There's no use crying over a broken guitar string Shoot a rocket up so high Maybe you weren't playing nice But still you put a new star in the sky That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad Paranoia makes you Duck And take Cover From the simplest acts of lamb-soft affection Don't hurry yourself to make ghosts of your lovers And mountains out of so many gopher hills Shoot an apple off my head Maybe you didn't get what you'd expect But still you lived up to what you said That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad That ain't so bad