You Take Me

Looking down at the pavement, about an inch below my nose.
I realise this falling down, hurts me more and more.
Where I come from it's normal to fall flat on your face,
Well, in this town full of losers, you're just keeping up the pace.

Your worth is automatic when you feel that you can't win,
It's hard to know your place in life when your nose just bleeds again.
Won't you take me to the Casbah? We'll both run naked in the sand,
We'll do it right into the 23rd century, you can call me what I am.

With all these grains of concrete that press into my fun,
I find it quite amusing that just my ass is getting sun.
I have to ask the question, "Maybe I'm just doing it wrong?"
A life change with you just might help to get me through this song.

It's hard to be pretentious when you're resting on your face,
The trick's to get back on your feet and doing it with grace.

Go with your gut reaction, your instincts never lie,
Don't tell me what I want to hear, 'cause mercy isn't kind.
You gotta do what I ask you, gotta take me from this place.

Won't you take me to the Casbah? We'll both run naked in the sand,
We'll do it right into the 23rd century, you can call me what I am.
Won't you take me to the Casbah? We'll both run naked in the sand,
We'll do it right into the 23rd century, you can call me what I am.