Cabin Fever

While mom's and dad's are screaming over string beans It doesn't occur to them, they're sounding like two has-beens Political candidates are spitting kisses over babies And Hollywood's still making heroes out of crazies Rewind, backdate, leave your weapons at the gate Don't call me mate I'll seal your fate You work it out, but you're all too late Kick out the windows, damn place is like a hot house This cabin fever's got me spinning like a lighthouse There's nowhere to go but where you know Rewind, backdate, leave your weapons at the gate Don't call me mate I'll seal your fate You work it out, and you're all too late I don't want to, I don't need to Give me something I'll agree to You're not funny, stuff your money I couldn't tell you all I've been through That's all it takes, don't unwind me Who's on the make? Get behind me!