Looking at the world like an insect Buzzin' in the sky Drifting on the waves of life On a trip bathing in the sun Waiting for a dream, visions unseen In peace, ruthless like a snake Crawling in the dust, the path of lust Whispers of delight, passion in the night In the snowfields my childhood died
Looking at the world from a broomstick Flying in the sky Gliding on the clouds of life On a quest gazing at the moon Waiting for his voice, magical noise In trance, hungry like a leash Hanging in a web, my trap of death Victim of the night On the alter a virgin died
High high high We're jumping up in the sky High high high Getting high getting high getting high
Looking at the world like a loser Staring at the wall Stepping through the mud of life On the loose, hiding from the sun Waiting for a friend, a helping hand In pain, beaten like a dog Looking for a rope, last chance of hope Overload with lies, tumblin' like dice On the alter a gambler died
