I can't stand be in the spotlight don't like it I never have the mirror reflecting the street light in the gutter that's where I am trippin' up and down with chemical enlightment heading high gettin' off some load to be found in a primal state of brightment, wander 'round crashin'off the blow
oh oh gotta high speed tikket oh oh on this carousel oh oh this is so damn wikked oh oh live in heaven n' hell
is this the chart of my illusion or is this just the way to be is this the heart of my confusion or is this just the tikket to me
the vigour of another, won't give me the energy to feel the lust I don't feel, a straight line of evil synergy good morning to ya snakebite and to all ya powder kegs of snow I'm a transparent fish in a barrel, I feel the shakes, but it dosen't show
I rather don't know anymore I might be getting' low
is this the chart of my illusion or is this just the way to be is this the heart of my confusion or is this just the tikket to me
is this the way I am supposed to feel the things that you sellin' me is this delight part of confusion or is this just the tikket to me