I knew it musta been some big set-up   All the action just would not let up   It's justa little bit back from the main road   Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes      I begin to spin the tale   You complain about my diction   It gives me friction   It gives me friction   But I like friction      My eyes are like telescopes   I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?   If I ever catch that ventriloquist   I'll squeeze his head right into my fist      Something comes a-crashin' in   What is it, what's the prediction?   I'll bet you it's friction   I'll bet you it's friction   But I like friction      How'd the snake get out of the skin?   All it took was a little friction      Stop this head motion and set sail   You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail      And I don't wanna grow up   It's too much contradiction   And too much friction   And too much friction   I'm crazy about friction   F - r - i - c - t- i - o - n   Friction   Friction