Crank - Rob Dickinson

Love my superstitious games

Running circles round my brain when I’m left smiling

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 super

Crank, my conscience clear

I build my canopy of steel

It fulfills my sense of real

A chrome protection

Call me crank, my idea

Crank, so super

Crank, my conscience clear

It’s clear

In this small partition, like a prison

Explode time bomb

If you know where I come from

You call me crank, my idea

Crank, so super

Crank, my conscience clear

Please call me crank, it’s what I need

Crank, my mind in seed

Crank, my dream complete

Lay down, lay down, lay down