I am falling from the top
I am drinking from a cup
I came in search of paradise
With much in my mind
A thousand eyeballs shake me down
The ups and downs of times to come
Satisfaction comas and goes
Biological action and it froce
A problem of leisure measured in terms
Of pain plus pleasure plus poison s****
I wear the look of false alarm
Someone ought to twist my arm
I am drinking from a cup
I came in search of paradise
With much in my mind
A thousand eyeballs shake me down
The ups and downs of times to come
Satisfaction comas and goes
Biological action and it froce
A problem of leisure measured in terms
Of pain plus pleasure plus poison s****
I wear the look of false alarm
Someone ought to twist my arm