I'm all out of it now
  I'm all messed up and dressed down
  I don't know anyone around
  because I'm out of it
    For weeks and years and months it seems
  I'm out of everything I need
  No, don't ask for anything - I'm out of it
    [Chorus]
  It must be a cool thing
  And it must be a cool place
  It must be a cool state of mind
  Cuz it's always behind me - where I can't find it
    I'm all out of it now
  And I just gotta have it loud
  And I could never turn it down
  because I'm out of it
    For weeks and years and months it seems
  I play my fingers 'till they bleed
  The price of fame is what I need - I'm out of it
    [Chorus]