Crank - Greg Laswell

I love my superstitious games

Running circles in my brain

When I’m left smiling

And I love to steal this living steam

My head in someone’s dream

I’m tired of sleeping

Call me crank, my idea

Crank, so superior

Crank, my conscience’s clear

I love my superstitious games

Running, circling 'round my brain

When I am smiling

And I build my canopy of steel

It fulfills my sense of real

A chrome protection

Call me crank, my idea

Crank, so superior

Crank, my conscience’s clear

My conscience’s clear

My conscience’s clear

My conscience’s clear

My conscience’s clear

My conscience’s clear