Drunk as a skunk
Hiding dead bodies in the trunk
As the wheels of destiny
Keep a rolling
In the god forsaken land
Of the new rising sun
The pleasures ahead are uncertain
As we don’t know what lies behind the curtain
Curtain of dreams
Whip cream and fancy gleam
And Bolts of lightning
In the realm of decadence
Souls are open
With the key
Of the new wave of conscience
Summoned by the wheels of fire
Fire from desire
Desire to aspire
New dreams, new acts, new facts
About the daily dose
Of greens, reds and yellows
Smokey fires of blue
And Clear skies of purple
Concerts of silence are heard
Trains rolling in space are seen
Intergalactic submarines
And the virtual newspapers
About the drugs they do
On Venus and Mars
They all come together
In blissful and sensual harmony
The new wave is coming
Closer and closer and closer
Not today, not tomorrow
But it’s right there
Right there indeed
Right now as we bleed
Just around the corner
Of the new dimension
Where the singing, the dancing, the music
And the everlasting joys of existence
Prevail beyond the shadow
And the flame of sorrow