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
Tripping up and down with chemical enlightenment
Heading high getting off some load
To be found in a primal state of brightment
Wander 'round, crashing 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 and 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 vigor 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 you, snake bit
And to all you powder kegs of snow
I'm a transparent fish in a barrel
I feel the shakes but it doesn'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
Fell the things that you selling me?
Is this delight part of confusion
Or is this just the tikket to me?