Locked out of Eden for failing the test
 
 They just can't live like all of the rest
 
 Speaking in tongues without any rhyme
 
 Ragged outcasts on the wastelands of time
 
 Easy rider coming down the road, easy rider overload
 
  
  Looking for sometime, somewhere, some place
 
 Sometime, somewhere, some space
 
 Sometime, somewhere, some grace,
 
 But nowhere is their freedom
  
 
 Red flames of fire reflect in her eye
 
 Masked by the smoke that's floating on high
 
 Seizing the road, reaches the sky,
 
 Like a falcon she just wants to fly
 
 Dark clouds gather on the edge of the mist
 
 Hear her laughter and she's gone
  
 
 There's always one more mountain to climb
 
 But we are all lost, travelers in time, a long way from home
  
 
 You always fear what you don't understand
 
 Choosing to live in Disneyland
 
 They polish the children, they polish the grass
 
 Definitely in a different class
 
 All is magic on a mushroom ride
 
 It's so tragic when you realize