Im all out of it nowIm all messed up and dressed downI dont know anyone aroundbecause Im out of itFor weeks and years and months it seemsIm out of everything I needNo, dont ask for anything - Im out of it[Chorus]It must be a cool thingAnd it must be a cool placeIt must be a cool state of mindCuz its always behind me - where I cant find itIm all out of it nowAnd I just gotta have it loudAnd I could never turn it downbecause Im out of itFor weeks and years and months it seemsI play my fingers till they bleedThe price of fame is what I need - Im out of it[Chorus]
