Where the air's not clean. Where the water's glowing green. Where the dogs are mean. . I'm moving to Bohemia. Taking you along. Say goodbye to suburbia.
He sleeps with a chainsaw. Got eyes like an outlaw. He takes a two smoke walk. And he don't like to talk. . And he don't like change. And he don't like change.
A hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand miles of track. A hundred thousand tears. A hundred thousand souls you can't give back. . When the dark subsides and eternity goes by.