I can't stand be in the spotlight   don't like it I never have   the mirror reflecting the street light   in the gutter that's where I am   trippin' up and down with chemical enlightment   heading high gettin' off some load   to be founf in a primal state of brightment, wander 'round   crashin'off the blow      oh oh gotta high speed tikket   oh oh on this carousel   oh oh this is so damn wikked   oh oh live in heaven n' hell      is this the chart of my illusion   or is this just the way tobe   is this the heart of my confuion   or is this just the tikket to me      the vigour of another, won't give me the energy   to feel the lust I don't feel, a straight line of evil synergy   good morning to ya snakebite and to all ya powder kegs of snow   I'm a transparent fish in a barrel, I feel the shakes, but it doesen't show      I rather don't know anymore   I might be getting' low      is this the chart of my illusion   or is this just the way to be   is this the hart of my confusion   or is this just the tikket to me      is this the way I am spposed to feel the things that you sellin' me   is this delight part of confusion   or is this just the tikket to me