If your circles could be spirals And your idols weren't machines If you could pick up all the signals And flash on where you've been Maybe you don't feel it at all It's your own fault crawl boy, crawl! If you could quit the miming And try some different timing You could get a chance to be free Are you receiving me It's the pilot's plea Are you receiving me Close to insanity Are you receiving me Recharge your battery Are you receiving me (or are you out to lunch) If your prayers could all be answered And you were given time to pay The chances would be so heavy But you'd find a better way