Alone in the carpet warehouse
Climbing through the spools
I found myself identity
A million miles from school

I found myself ambitious
Ambitions came soon after
In a tidy little list I named
"On The Road To Laughter"

To live, to love, to speak enough to be heard
Through the slurry
To smoke with boys I'm smarter than
To drink to critic's deaths
To woo the you who longs to choose a life you can't repress

I'm Isadora Duncan
I'm dancing on the landing
If you fuck to it, it's rock n' roll
That's my understanding

It pumps out of my ambulance
Does it do it to you?
Police, police me (whoa yeah)
Like I policed you