Just like you I’ve got a weak point
But I don’t build a fence and assume my addiction
There won’t be a pen rebellion
Traditions slow us down, traditions slow us down

Progress radiates
right from my fingers
I’m gonna eat it root down
It’s my curse
It’s running to the heights
Of good and bad stuff
I am stuck at it
It’s my curse

There won’t be a pen rebellion
Traditions slow us down, traditions slow us down

Progress radiates
right from my fingers
I’m eating it root down
It’s my curse
It’s running to the heights
Of good and bad stuff
I am stuck at it
It’s my curse

Progress radiates (x 3)