Time is ticking
Look at yourself
Television
Forgot to tell
I had a vision
Of heaven and hell
Television
Forgot to tell
Rhymes can take hours
Not a single word is ours
An idea so simple
Is it enough grease?
Only fast asleep
Could I ever be deep?
In the surface of my dreams
Rises an idea within
Not an iceberg, just the tip
Smarter I could be
Smarter I could be
Think harder
Let the sweat drip
Working overtime
Still not reached my prime
"Get used to it"
"Get used to it"