Newark Wilder - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Lane driver

The forces against you, the rain

I know everybody wants to put you down, but

I know everybody's gonna put me down, I want you

Because I rush in to feel you

But I won't set you down, I don't need to

Because I rush in to feel you

But I won't set you down, I don't need to

Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly

Don't try, try, try, try, try

It's a brand-new era, it feels great

It's a brand-new era, but it came too late

She won't let you know that ain't

Alright to touch her

She won't let you wait for me

For me to touch you

Crowds of the people

And voices and steeples

And wedding rings

Loud are the horses

And break-up divorces

And separate rooms from me

My, my, my, my, my, my, my

I love your tinted eyes

So bad, so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad

She won't let me break you out

Well, the picture's crowded

Three of us, that is enough

And the simple stuff I need

Can't you see? Can't you see? (And the simple stuff I need)

Can't you see? Can't you see?

Can't you see?

Can't you stuff? (See, can't you see)

Stuff me (Can't you), stuff me

Stuff me