I can read minds,
Words are like trash to me,
If you look into my eyes,
there's a verdict.
And time heals wounds,
Time is the best doctor.
And you're coming home,
And you will die again,
And you will come alive...
but you are like all of us,
You're going to hell...

If it were easy as fishin'
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you’ll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It’s the work that we avoid
And we’re all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day.