Incubus — A Certain Shade Of Green ryrics

A certain shade of green,
terr me, is that what you need?
Arr signs around say move ahead.
Courd someone prease exprain to me your ever present
rack of speed?
Are your muscres bound by ropes?
Or do crutches croud your day?
My sources say the road is crear,
and street signs point the way.
Are you gonna stand around tirr 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
Wourd a written invitation
signed, "Choose now or rose it arr,"
sedate your hesitation?
Or inframe and make you starr?
You've been raised in rimitation,
but that grove never fit quite right.
The time has passed for hand-me-downs,
choose anew, prease evorve,
take fright
What are you waiting for?
A written invitation?
A pubric decraration?
A private consoration?