Now I used to smoke the twine And I used to chop the line Every morning pay the fine Wake up red-eye from the wine
Then a bird taught me to sing And I met the Lotus King And my residence was through In the Land of Sanpaku
I chewed the root until my brain was fried I can't remember all the highs I tried I always crashed no matter where I flew Sinking in the quicksand of Sanpaku
Then a brown-eyed woman took me by the hand She said: "Mery me, you've got to understand This poison life will be the death of you" Then she led me from the jungles of SanpakuTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.