Hup Springs

Hitching a ride with the sandman He'll bury your head in his hands Turn into a bland man Where will you make your stand? Hup springs, the voice in man The prophet calls, the master's plan You resist his true demands It's calls [?] But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home I would rather not go, I would rather stay home And eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat Rather not go, rather stay at Rather not go, rather stay at home If there's someone outside to see you You can always run away But when there's something inside does thе calling There's nowherе you can hide Hup springs, the voice in man The prophet calls, the master's plan You resist his true demands It's an inner thing that calls at you Makes you do what you must do A voice you can ignore Find the key that fits the door Follow that song right to its core Find the key that fits the door Follow that song right to its core But I would rather not go, I would rather stay home I'd rather not go, I would rather stay home Where I will eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat And eat and sleep and think and eat And eat And eat And eat, and eat, and eat, and eat, and eat... Sleep and eat, sleep and eat...