We are aimless    And the target is an empty wall    We're out of patience    With smiles that cut across our face       No complaints but I wish I had more time for my brain    I'd like to walk where the sun doesn't know we're awake       We're in space ships    Take a visit to the Pyrenees    On paid vacations    Send a brochure from the agency       No complaints but my girlfriend dug a ditch in my room    Walking papers and a hole straight out from my shoes          No complaints but its harder to believe in the truth    So write a message on a billboard and I'll send it to you       We feel painless    Check the status on the info line    In some ways tainted    Radiation from the factory       No complaints but its overrated that's for sure    So take a bus back from little rock, Arkansas