‘Cause I’d rather stay here…With all the madmen…Than perish with the sadmen roaming free …And I’d rather play here …With all the madmen …For I’m quite content they’re all as sane as me...
Pack a pack horse and rest up here on
Black country rock
You never know, you might find it here on
Black country rock
I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
With my words, I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all, After all....
I count the corpses on my left, I find I’m not so tidy…So I better get away, better make it today…I’ve cut twenty-three down since Friday…But I can’t control it, my face is drawn…
Please don't believe in me, please disagree with me
Life is too easy, a plague seems quite feasible now
Or maybe a war, or I may kill you all
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a savior machine
I'll give my love in vain, to reach that peak again
We met upon a hill
Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again
My god, she shook me cold.
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here...We must have died alone, a long long time ago. Who knows? not me...We never lost control...You're face to face...With the Man who Sold the World
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a super god dies
His nebulous body swayed above…His tongue swollen with devil’s love...The snake and I, a venom high…I said “Do it again, do it again”…Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply…And I was seething, breathing deeply…Spitting sentry, horned and tailed…Waiting for you