My nature just changes.
I'm gonna put a curse on you and all your kids will be born completely naked.
The one that rambles for a million miles, yes, I walk down this road searching for your love.
Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.
Well I stand up next to a mountain, and I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Music is a safe type of high. It's more the way it was supposed to be. That's where highness came, I guess, from anyway. It's nothing but rhythm and motion.