All men are equal
It's overflowing my thoughts
Look at the valley

Look at my flesh mit
It's not as great as it seems
It's a bit sticky

I feel a bit ill
Seventeen alligators
The parachute broke

Standing all alone
So cold you can see you're breath
As strong as an oak

Golden shafts of light
Nature is singing to me
I'm glad to be free

Stoic guardian
Like the gaze of the Cyclops
You'd best get ready

I just crapped my pants
I sought refuge in the clouds
You seem pretty smart

At the crack of dawn
I'm not really your father
I'm a Zen Master

A long time has passed
Can you smell it in the air?
Can you feel the rush?