I don't wanna put another thought
In my head.

The hummingbird is cleared for
Maintenance,
Evacuating long after it made no sense.
It's not so much a load and stay any more
As a gotta-get-down-the-road-before-the-
Temperature-soars.

I don't wanna put a little thought
In your head.

Diplomacy goes even better with drinks
(until the big city trees began to shrink.)
It's not so much a load out and stay
Anymore
It's gotta get down the road before the
Snarling traffic roars.

I don't wanna ask you,
'What you got in your head? '
I'm not gonna ask you
A whole bunch of questions.

Ok, we agree to disagree….
Giving up…. Giving Up the Embassy
Is a whole lot better than,
The Embassy's Surrendering.

Flying home under the approval of the stars,
I couldn't be more at home with the way
Things are so hard.
It's not so much a load-out
And stay anymore
Its a gotta get down the road before
The confetti cannon blows
With litigious force.

I don't wanna ask you,
'What you got in your head? '
I don't wanna ask you,
'Whatcha been thinking? '

I don't wanna put another
Thought in my head.

I don't wanna put another
Thought in my head.