IEAOU Vocation, don't know what it tastes like let alone how to spell it I T ha ha ha your life depends on it The tables are turned and there's other wheels in motion A dose of your own is always sugar-coated My fingers are burning but it's not a test of strength I see you fall back on fear Look for something that you understand The shoe's on the other foot and those words seem so throwaway The claim to what is right is always out of reach The glove's on the other fist and the rules are re-unwritten I just lie in wait of the day you'll try to understand what I mean Maybe it's more than words, or my words aren't up to scratch But this method of communication always seems to hit me back And there's a strange hand on the wheel I feel a new script on the cards Control and understanding are just two things I seem to lack And now the tables are turned and there's other wheels in motion Another man's humor is always hard to swallow My energy's burned but my capacity remains in tact I lie in wait of the day you'll try to understand what I mean wallowing in the muck and ignorant to the facts from the pathetic boulevards to the council prefabs pictures of the king in every hall a solid reminder on every wall that in a two horse race against a hair from his face