Oh, what a life is this!
What a head is that!
Makes your ass damn kicked out
We flow like the water, float in the pain
And we're flying up, right
That's because we're high
Consistent fantasy is the reality
Is the death real or is it a dream?
May my pain share yours
May your lovely wine be filled up with dreams
Ride on my hobbyhorse**, I'm tuckered out
I couldn't grow out of, been kicked out from everyplace
We're like the seagull chiming in with the sea
Wherever the wind blows we go there
Consistent fantasy is the reality
The death is real and that's a dream
May my pain share yours
But screw that, life's rock'n roll