Оригинален текст
The hours, days, and months of trial
Which represent the change or modification
In any one of the millions of components
Of todays search for the future
May best be translated by the following
Sound series
That you need to know
Its cloggin up your mind
Before we start playin
Man, I thought you were college people here
You must have some questions
Thats why you goin to school
You dont know s**t
I beg your pardon, I couldnt hear ya
Get up and do anything
Its hip, the way you dance now-a-days
You know, you used to have to get a lady
Walk out on the floor and dance
s**t, now you can just walk out there
And be dancin
Thats real hip
But you could never get a lady
Three, two, one, release
One test
One of many tests
Each one has been a step
Forward and upward
Into the vast deep blue unknown