I am riding my bike 
I will do what I like 
I am going nowhere 
I will climb the glass stair 
If I drop my burden 
I will be a-hurtin’ 
For that stair will crumble 
In a mighty rumble 

I, I, I! Me, Me, Me! 
I can sing Do Re Mi 
I must be entitled 
Come to my recital 
I will sign a contract 
Then I will be paid back 
For this heavy burden 
Boy, am I a-hurtin’ 

Persistent integration of what he gives to you 
Just swallow what is given, or else define the food 
No one can take this from me, and put it on the shelf 
I must walk the valley. There is nobody else. 

I am riding my bike 
I will do what I like 
I am going nowhere! 
Why does nobody care? 
Someone must repay me 
For the weight I carry! 
So I walk my glass stair 
Stamp my feet without a care 

Any way the wind blows 
You can see through my holes 
Fame, it blows my hair back 
I am on the fast track 
Oh! Dear me! You haven’t heard? 
Crystal steps I do deserve 
I proceed hastily 
So no one can catch me 

When I lay down to sleep 
All my fears, they grow deep 
With no one to impress, 
My life seems a strange mess 
The stair grows slippery 
Won’t somebody help me 
Try on my fancy dress 
To escape this duress 

Consistent degradation of what was once held true 
Just swallow what is given, or else define the food 
Examine my denial of that beyond myself 
I will stand my trial. There is nobody else 

I am riding my bike 
I will do what I like 
I am going nowhere! 
Why does nobody care? 
Someone must repay me 
For the weight I carry! 
I’ve broken my glass stair 
Stamped my feet without a care