Take a lesson from the trees, watch the way they bend with each breeze, little victories.

One victim lives in tragedy, another victim stops to stare, and still another walks on by pretending not to see

I used her and she used me, but neither one cared, we were getting our share.

Tell them we'll be dancing, dancing 'til we drop, it's time to get down and do the Horizontal Bop.

With only one thing in common, they got the fire down below.

And just about the time I feel like screaming and finding me a wall to punch right through, I look up and I just can't help smiling, it's you.

I think I'm going to Katmandu, that's really, really where I'm going to