Suppose I’ve got no directionBut continue I mustI’ve gotta use the giftIn my possesionThough the reason is lostIt’s like a big bad seedIn my head nowIt’s like a germ that infectsIt’s a plant that’s taking overAnd growingIt’s a thing that I must do to existI need the attentionLike a cat in a treeBecoming the monkeyAnd you wanna be meYeah I lost the last chance to changeYeah I lost the last chance to changeI’m tangled up in indescisionWith or without a good planLeaping forward without a missionInto a sea of waving handsWhat is the truthFor a tired old jokeIf it’s handgrenade humourI’ll wash my mouth with soapYeah I lost the last chance to changeWe lost the last chance to change