Arms Aloft. Sometimes there's no star shining. Scounting the edge of the universe. Sometimes you can't see the horizon. Between the ocean and the earth.
There's something there. I was patrolling a Pachinko. Nude noodle model parlor in the Nefarious zone. Hanging out with insects under ducting. The C.I.A was on the phone.
Possible chance, storm. Possible chance, gale. . Welcome to Britain, in the third Millennium. This is the diary of a Macedonian, Macedonian. He went to Britain in the back of a lorry.
Gonna take a nitcomb to get rid of me. 'Cos I just realized that it was meant to be. And I'm singing to all the torn betting slips flying around my feet.
Something there. . I was patrolling a Pachinko. Nude noodle model parlor in the Nefarious zone. Hanging out with insects under ducting. The C.I.A. was on the phone, well, such is life.
I took a tram into the fourth dimension. 'Cos I had the blues, the blues of throwing it all away. Just gimme a Tequila, I'll slam it the 4 D way. And when I got there you know it had certain similarities.
Lord, there goes Johnny Appleseed. He might pass by in the hour of need. There's a lot of souls. Ain't drinking from no well locked in a factory. . Hey, look there goes.
World service bulletin. From the nightshift D.J.. To all wavebands on Earth. Reconnoiter on the killahertz. . This tune is going out to Marconi. To all corners of the globe.
Once I got to the mountain top, tell you what I could see. Prairie full of lost souls running from the priests of iniquity. Where the hell was Elijah.
It's nine o'clock in the Chinese Take-Away. And I blame the effects on the Gamma Ray, the Gamma Ray. Well, losing out on Mah Jong. I set my watch to Hong Kong.
I was crawling through a festival way out west. I was thinking about love and the acid test. But first I got real dizzy with a real rockin' gang. Then I saw the coma girl, on the excitement gang.
It was me, drove off the off ramp. Of the sweetheart highway. It was me, I admit, I had the map. This is what I gotta say. . We're in Bummed Out City.
Well, I was walking down the high road. And this guy stops me. He'd just got in from New Zealand. And he was looking for mushy peas. I said, no, we hadn't really got 'em round here.
Sometimes, theres no star shining. Scouting the edge of the universe. Sometimes, you cant see a horizon. Between the ocean and the earth. . And just when youre thinking.
Rainclouds, moon shines. I know sun burns, stars earn shadows. Sing baby, brown eyes. You give me everything to try. I'm following gray skies. Gray skies lead me lost in the night.