You toss and turn into the wake Until you kick it up and shake it out Into the open wall of flood Where the waves will send you up and down They wait for years to come Lately fill my head with quarters Play my way through the corridors That border my instinct Fill my head with quarters Fill my head with quarters You glide astride the stratosphere Until you kick it into over drive The kick gives reason to restrain While the pressure drop keeps you alive But you break, but you break, But you break, but you break, but you let it go Gotta feel the mountain peeks without the valley's low They wait for years to come Lately fill my head with quarters Play my way through the corridors That border my instinct Fill my head with quarters Fill my head with quarters Fill my head with quarters Lately fill my head with quarters Play my way through the corridors That border my instinct Fill my head with quarters Fill my head with quarters Fill my head with quarters