Prisoner to the chains of time. Life just seems to slip away. Guided by the eyes of the blind. In time it darkens the day. . I open my eyes to the dawn.
Nausea comes creeping like a dog. Falling down now and sleeping like a log. The leaders are speaking in parables and lies. Buy another heaven, eat the pie in the sky.
Groovy little daddy left home, have you seen him?. Groovy little brother blowing his mind. Groovy little momma got her eyes on Jesus. Groovy little sister says it's all fine.