I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.
When the jelly faced women all sneeze, hear the one with the mustache say I can't find my knees.
One who sings with his tongue on fire, gargles in the rat race choir.
Shadows are falling and I've been here all day/It's too hot to sleep, time is running away/Feel like my soul has turned into steel/I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal.
I don't really have a retirement plan.