The aim is to feel things
So I push past and I like to make
The good folks full of reason
Who stick to the limits
And I'm not dreaming, I know when I'll stop
I know I'll pay for that later
Yeah I'm gonna pay for that
I went over the limits easily
Yeah I cross the limits
And I'm not dreaming, I know when I'll stop
I know I'll pay for that later
I'm gonna pay for all that
I'm gonna end up in hard labor
I'll break rocks in Guyana
And I'm not dreaming, I know when I'll stop
I know I'll pay afterward
When I start, I finish
As much liquid as possible
And sometimes even some solid
Good and plump, nicely coating
And I'm not dreaming, I know when I'll stop
I know I'll pay afterward
And I'm not dreaming, I know
I know I'll pay for that later
And I'm not dreaming, I know
I know I'll pay for that later
Oh I'm gonna pay for all that