Lyrics:

We are aimless
And the target is an empty wall
Were out of patience
With smiles that cut across her face

No complaints
But I wish I had more time for my brain
Id like to walk
Where the sun doesnt know were awake

Were in spaceships
Take a visit to the Pyrenees
On paid vacations
Send a brochure from the agency

No complaints
But my girlfriend dug a ditch in my room
Walking papers and a hole
Straight out from my shoes

No complaints but its harder
To believe in the truth
So write a message on a billboard
And Ill send it to you

We feel painless
Check the status on the info line
In some ways tainted
Radiation from the factory

No complaints
But its overrated, thats for sure
Take a bus back
From Little Rock, Arkansas

Or Modesto
Thats where my drawl comes from