Imagination is the key to my lyrics. The rest is painted with a little science fiction.
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time... I'll give it right back to you, one of these days
Manic depression is a frustratin' mess.
Every city in the world always has a gang, a street gang, or the so-called outcasts.
Well, obviously religion must come from inside.
Freaks, they are very prejudiced. You have to have your hair long and talk in a certain way in order to be with them. In order to be the other way you have to have your hair short and wear ties.