What is the cause of my submission?
Is it in my past?
Is it in my future?
Or is it me?
Who needs a boy without a spine?
As free as a wireless telephone
I'll stop my thoughts
And beat them out
Of fruition
Of fruition
Of fruition
Who needs a man without a backbone?
Call his bluff and go on home
But hey there, man
I still can't hurt you
And I wouldn't win this fight
No, I could not win a fight
