All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy Comes the panic attack Motion now static, there's a jam in the traffic One more push and I'll crack. Of whom the Gods would destroy They first make mad like this boy. Some kind of slave is not what I'm built for I can't take the strain I'll take my axe, break down every goddam door Just to change. Of whom the Gods would destroy They first make mad like this boy. Sometimes the sun breaks through the clouds I see the future, I see the past, I see now. A fire within, the temper is burning I'm breaking at the seems The end is to start all over I'm learning To justify the means. Of whom the Gods would destroy They first make mad like this boy. How long will I sleep tonight? How long will I sleep tonight? A beautiful daybreak, Monday morning The dream had begun Drove my car straight past the work place And followed the sun. Of whom the Gods would destroy They first make mad like this boy. Sometimes, you gotta do what feels right Sometimes you gotta keep driving through the night.