I'm all out of it now

I'm all messed up and dressed down

I don't know anyone around

because I'm out of it

For weeks and years and months it seems

I'm out of everything I need

No, don't ask for anything - I'm out of it

CHORUS

It must be a cool thing

It must be a cool place

It must be a cool state of mind

Cuz it's always behind me - where I can't find it

I'm all out of it now

And I just gotta have it loud

And I could never turn it down

because I'm out of it

For weeks and years and months it seems

I play my fingers 'till they bleed

The price of fame is what I need - I'm out of it

CHORUS