D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y., D.I.Y.
Don´t tell me what I will do, ´cos I won´t.
Don´t tell me to believe in you, ´cos I don´t.
Be on your guard, better hostile and hard, don´t risk affection;
Like flesh to the bone in the no-go zone,
You´re still looking for the Resurrection.
Come up to me with your "What did you say?"
And I´ll tell you, straight in the eye:

D.I.Y., D.I.Y., [etc.]

Everyone wants to be what he not, what he not.
Nobody happy with what he got, what he got.
You function like a dummy with a new ventriloquist,
Do you say nothing yourself?
Hanging like a thriller on the final twist,
Is it true you´re getting stuck on the shelf?
Come up to me with your "What did you say?"
And I´ll tell you, straight in the eye:

D.I.Y., D.I.Y., [etc.]

When things get so big, I don´t trust them at all,
You want some control, you´ve got to keep it small.

D.I.Y., D.I.Y., [etc.]