- cifra
(screams)
You see the shit he's got, yeh yeh
And then it starts, a trip of a lifetime
Our spaceship up against yours
A war on drugs will surely bring...
(screams)
You see how high I've got, yeh yeh
The troops kicked off, the trip of a lifetime
Will lovers see it clearly?
But you'll be wrong, or I do
A day of drugs and religion!
Ah, ah, ah, ah I'm drifting in a blackness of ideas
(screams)
Rebel! Rebel! Rebel!
I'm drifting in a vacuum of
(screams)
Rebel! Rebel!
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Woo!
Yeh!
