PAPERLATE GENESIS -------------------------------------------------------------------- Paperlate, paperlate, paperlate, paperlate. Paperlate, I'm sorry but, there's no one on the line. Paperlate, I'm sorry but, rest easy no news is good news. It's too easy to live like clockwork, tick tock watching the world go by, And a change would take too long so dry your eyes. It's too easy to live in a cold sweat, just sitting dripping in pools below, You ean wipe your face, kill the pain, but the fever won't go. Paperlate, pull it together now, put your feet back on the ground, Paperlate, don't worry now, you're not alone, just look around you. Paperlate, I'm sorry but, there's no one on the line, . . . It's too easy to compute your future, taking no risks and playing too safe, Any Change would take too long, so dry your eyes. It's too easy to talk about rocking the boat, making changes and changing track, But you better not lock that door, 'cos you'll be coming back. You're breathing faster, silence the only sound, There's no need to be nice on the way up, 'cos you're not coming down. Paperlate, paperlate, paperlate, paperlate. Paperlate, paperlate, paperlate, paperlate. Paperlate, I'm sorry but, there's no one on the line, . . .