When I thought of what the scorpions must have considered me   As I laid amongst them    In a desert night    But they let me alone that time    And uh, I saw the horses swish their tails    And moved on to the bear country and    Fish country and    Must have seen four people in three days    Had to protect your head at night from the mosquitoes    Other than that, I guess you could survive    There was a wooden house    I'm not sure if it had two floors or one floor    I knew I had arrived    On the outskirts of something    Then I hit a road    Slipped and parked, bus    It was a metal house    Not under the tree, near the water    I heard the cars roar    I saw the people in their uniforms    Playing a good game    Nobody shirking their part    Doing it well and good    Me, I busted out    It was never the same since then    It never has been the same    Because they irked me on    They took me from my place    I was in my place    And they took me back to Earth.    Where what is this place    They call Earth?    I'd rather be in my place    I could walk up tall    Tall hills    I could siege a timber fort    It was well made and preserved    On a mountain top