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...