And when I'm high
and halfway gone,
My eyes will see
the endless throngs,
My heart will beat
so very strong,
I'll see the [bad word] and right from wrong.

My ears will hear
an amazing, lovely song,
And folks will dance around
and sing with me until the dawn.

I wanna go, to where they are,
I wanna go.

I wanna go
to where they are,
The clouds all pink
with purple stars,
They kick their feet
and move through walls, [bad word] silver seas
and endless halls.

They got no tranny-suckin,
mother- [bad word]  [bad word]  havin dolls,
They got no pricks or [bad word] 
lipstick maggots, livin off me.

I wanna go, to where they are,
I wanna go.
I wanna go, to where they are,
I wanna go!
I wanna go!
I wanna go!
I wanna go!
 [bad word] 
And when Im dead
and in the ground,
Six feet of dirt
and roots and crown,
The doves will fly
and mate and sing,
The sky will change
to soft serene.

I'll only ask one thing of you,
my love, to keep my grave clean,
And folks will gather round
the salt and wood and cry and sing.

I wanna go, to where they are,
I wanna go.
I wanna go, to where they are,
I wanna go!
I wanna go!
I wanna go!
I wanna go!