This is home and everything's right

Old Leo has predated flight

Overblown and sick of the sight of this town

I'm in no mood to fight

Well I don't want no reason and i don't want no rhyme

I'm heading to the city where there's no wrong or right

Where I'm not sure of anything

But know I was born for this life

Come along, follow me off of the rails

And just so we know where we've been

The serpent has swallowed its tail

And we're walking the loop

We're all getting itchy getting off getting high

And while we're on the subject

Ain't it time that you find

Your next honey-coated temptress

Singing, "I've got the world that you want"

And we're stuck in the loop

But you don't want no reason and you don't want no rhyme

Head into the city where there's no wrong or right

'Cause you're not sure of anything

But baby, you're born for this life

Baby, you're born for this life-line

Kite-line

What now, birdman?

Cut the chain on this albatross.