(The human and being in it 'cause the being knows the unknown, the spiritual, the alien)
Who am I?
Are you happy with your housing? Are you climbing up the walls?
Are you deafened by the headlines, or does your head not hear at all?
Are you pacified by passion? Are you armed to the teeth?
Are you bubbling at the surface of what's cooking underneath?
Are you dying for an answer for what they call good grief
But there's a terrific chance there's nothing, beyond what you believe
Oh don't you say
That you think that I'm in glory
Oh don't you say
That you think I'm going to get no glory
Running to the exit with a huge grin on my face
Screaming hope is behind
And I wanna get high
I went to the liquor store
And they took all my money
I stared into the mirror there
And begged that man to love me
Do you love your blessed father?
Anoint by fear of death?
Do you feel the lies creep on by? As soft as baby's breath
Do you beg that truth will set you free?
Are you shackled by the keys?
Well if I was you, I'd stay strapped in
'Cause all you've got is me
Oh don't you say
That you think I'm in glory
Oh don't you say
That you think I'm going to get no glory
Running to the exit with a huge grin on my face
Screaming hope is behind
And I wanna get high
