Everybody seems to wonder what it's like down here. I gotta get away from this day-to-day running around. Everybody knows this is nowhere.
I'm not into this judgmental, religious-right kind of thing.
Said the condor to the preying mantis, we're gonna lose this place just like we lost Atlantis.
Took out Skinny Minnie, Long Tall Sally, and Short Fat Fanny, but I'm kinda fonda Wanda.
The same thing that makes you live can kill you in the end.
It was then I knew I'd had enough, Burned my credit card for fuel Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand With a one-way ticket to the land of truth And my suitcase in my hand