I might seem wind up when you move with my thoughts
But if you keep on turning, it'll never be enough
I've got no time limit after which you'll see
There is
No crank
In me
Well I took my songs to the open mic show
Everyone had cheered but they didn't care to know
Because sure they smiled but it wasn't at me
There is
No crank
In me
Turn me up baby cause you know you can
I can't take any but I'll take like a man
You can turn and turn and turn but you'll never see
There is
No crank
In me
There is no crank in me
When the contents of my mind fall onto bus seats
And I take the shame walk back to Western street
Don't ask me again where my songs have been
Because there is
No crank
In me
No there is no crank in me
So when you're out looking for sixteen more tunes
Another target heart you can squeeze and use
Search my back until you can see
There is
No crank
In me