Sitting in the back of the Cadillac of my brain

One too many hits I go insane

Need to get my body down on the floor

Try to break through reality's screen door

But I don't want to be another dirty hippy baby

Breaking through I see you

Talking to myself on the couch inside my head

Every couple of months I think I'm dead

Need to get my body up off the floor

Gotta stop walking through the same old doors

Beause I don't want to be another boring man, baby

Breaking through I see you