Got off the plane to the country sound,
I drove to the mountain and a hole in the ground
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
and [bad word] out of the monkey's head

Don't get lost in heaven
They got locks on the gate
Don't go over the edge
you'll make a big mistake

Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but it wasn't with you
There was more of it there, when I got back home
But you had left me,you don't know my soul...
You're a hoe girl
Yeah you're a hoe

In these demon days
It's so cold inside
So hard for a good soul to survive
You can't even [bad word] the air you breathe
Because mother earth wants us all to leave
When lies [bad word] reality
You numb yourself with [bad word] and T.V.
So pick yourself up, it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn youself
Turn yourself around
To the sun!

To the sun, to the sun...
To the sun, to the sun...