Lyrics

There are no refugees from a victimless crime This I know Only shadows and fragments of people and places I've known You claim you want to stay, give it a few days Aimless yearning, you can surely see It should feel good; it does not It should feel good; it does not How does it feel to be a problem To be a thorn in the side? There are no refugees from a victimless crime This I know Only shadows and fragments of people and places I've known We're told to cultivate Focus on the traits That maximize our value On the cold and hard terrain Of the modern marketplace It should feel good; it does not It should feel good; it does not How does it feel to be a problem To be a thorn in the side? And oh, it is my first day back Oh, it is my first day back There are no refugees from a victimless crime It should feel good; it does not It should feel good; it does not How does it feel to be a problem To be a thorn in the side?