Interpret:

Jello Biafra

Album:

Tumor Circus

Pinball in the pocket 
Fate is not our own 
Something has to switch the machine on 


Drop a quarter in 
You're popped up from below 
Outside the glass 
Spring's pulled back 
Ready or not here you go 


FIRE! 
You're on the field 
Bumper to bumper 
Wall to wall 
Lights go on 
Bells go off 


Flipped around 
At the whim of unseen hands 


Chorus: 
Riding the fireball 
How long will it last 
Each force 
Decides where the other goes 
And they're all out of control 


Some people know they've got it 
Other people don't 
Aint born with it 
It takes both work and luck 


Reach for strands of meaning 
They all fly by so fast 
Like picking branches from a train 
It all slips through my hand 


Chorus: 
Riding a fireball 
How long will it last 
Trying to balance 
On a floor always tilting down 
Life roars by in such 
A whirl of energy 
Confidence, direction, speed 
Knock down targets, rack up points 
Try not to fall back down that hole 


Time stops 
Look around 
Out there with you 
Your more powerful twin 
The one whom seems to be everything 
You though you could never be 


It's now or never 
To knock 'em down 
And sort of be free 
You're on a roll now...GO! 


Collide 
Action, equal reaction 
Surprise 
Big obstacles aren't so much bigger after all 
One chance 
Leads to another and another 


One shot 
Moght aim you 
Straight through the gates 
To wake the Gods 


Release Wotan 
Odin too 
Extra balls 
Allies, chances 
Then one by one they vanish 


Circumstances 
Every day 
Rocket fuel 
Or they get in the way 
On your own 
Trying not to fall 
With no means of but you 


Chorus: 
Riding the fireball 
Gotta make it last 
Way beyond 
What you thought your limits were 
Can almost grab the reins and use 
That energy 
Thrust and thwack and ricochet 
One wrong shot your, you're helplessly 
Rolling back down towards that hole