In the moment I was losing my head
Readin' too much and losin' my head
And I was
Reachin' forward, I was already there
Readin' too much and losin' my head

This information caused a cut in the line
Now I'm rememberin' God and
Readin' too much; it's so nice
The print is smaller than the ants in the grass
I'll have to put it away now
In the morning there are things to be read
Words to be said, food to be fed
But I won't be there
I'll be clutchin' on a megaphone pointed at my head
Could you be there?
Would you kindly
Read this word for word so loud and clear
I can't remember it all
It needs to be clear, I tell you
If the feeling drops out of your voice,
Would you kindly pick it up?

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue, by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don't need a book

We're talkin' anchors, talkin' ships
We're talkin' seas, we're talkin' everything you need
You should be workin' now, not only askin' how,
And the whereabouts of where you'll be
I don't suspect you will be thinking
When the brain is dead
And the mind has taken over
This is a skill, this is not a game
Where have you been?
Are you with us?
Can you hear us?
Got the megaphone pointed at you.