Tekstovi: Too Bad Eugene. Charismata.

Hello, my name is Mud
I thought you might remember
I'm creation eight quadrillion and one
So long, it's been so long
Since I became a member
Of a people with no sigh despite the sun

Shot down and built back up, process of repetition
Driving for days the odometer still says one
Sometime it seems everyone around me
Is so effortlessly much more than I could be
While I'm stuck in my infancy

I wanna be just like what I see
I want more
And I still believe, I'll follow their lead
I want more, I want more

I know faith is from the heart, but when it's real you see it
The true saints always speaking with tongues of angels
Their hands raised in sung praise and tightly closed eyes
How long till the favor of God will be mine?

I wanna be just like what I see
I want more
And I still believe, I'll follow their lead
I want more, I want more
I want more

[Incomprehensible]
Join us

And I wanna be what you would have me be
I want more but only more of what you have for me
I can't believe they've taken my assurance from me
I want more, I want more
And they want more and they want more
They want more