Everybody pours their future over me, Like so much cleansing agent energy. Well I'm a dirty dog, and I don't like to beg. And I won't go along, Gurd, And I won't be your pushover-- Your pushover just walked away. My every move you have plotted, Gurd, Or so you've convinced yourself over and over. Well I've got plans for you, And I've got more to do Than to hang my hat on you, And be your pushover-- Your pushover just walked away. I won't go along. I can't say that it won't take me To the other side, Though I really want to be, Really want to see, Really want to go out of control!