When all is said and done
What will be left of this union?
Who will wake these fools
Wrapped in their alcoholic state?
Open up the gates of internal juices
A thousand porno flicks
Stoned from a window

Oh, I must leave your happy home
And strike out into the night

Face this losing proposition
of alcohol and cocaine bliss
Staring madly unto a new beginning
This lust must surely have a name
Can all this conceit and continue with the misery?
Estranged and rearranged
But that’s the way they like it yeah

Wired for sensation below the belt
Avoid the misery
I take flight

…I take flight…