Please take a long hard look through your textbook

'Cause I'm history

When I strap my helmet on

I'll be long gone

'Cause I've been dying to leave

Yeah I'll ride the range

And hide all my loose change in my bedroom

'Cause riding a dirt bike down a turnpike

Always takes it's toll on me

I've had just about enough of quote "diamonds in the rough"

Because my backbone is paper thin

Get me out of this cavern

Or I'll cave in

If the bombs go off

The sun will still be shining

Because we've heard it said

That every mushroom cloud has a silver lining

（Though I'm always undermining too deep to know）

Swallow a drop of gravel and blacktop

'Cause the road tastes like wintergreen

Wind and the rain smell of oil and octane mixed with stale gasoline

I'll soak up the sound

Try to sleep on the wet ground

I'll get ten minutes give or take

'Cause I just don't foresee myself getting drowsy

When cold integrity keeps me wide awake

Get me out of this cavern or I'll cave in

Get me out of this cavern or I'll cave in

I'll keep my helmet on

Just in case my head caves in

'Cause in my thoughts collapse or my framework snaps

It'll make a mess like you wouldn't believe

Tie my handlebars to the stars

So I stay on track

And if my intentions stray I'll wrench them away

Then I'll take my leave and I won't even look back

I won't even look back