IN SONG AND IN DANCE
I EXPRESS MYSELF AS A MEMBER OF A HIGHER COMMUNITY
I HAVE FORGOTTEN HOW TO WALK AND SPEAK
I AM ON THE WAY TOWARD FLYING INTO THE AIR - DANCING
MY VERY GESTURES EXPRESS ENCHANTMENT
I FEEL MYSELF A GOD
SUPERNATURAL SOUNDS EMANATE FROM ME
I WALK ABOUT ENCHANTED IN ECSTASY LIKE THE GODS I SAW
WALKING IN MY DREAMS
I AM NO LONGER AN ARTIST
I HAVE BECOME A WORK OF ART.

MAKE A STUDY OF HURTING SOMEBODY'S PRIDE
TAKE COMFORT FROM YOUR OWN LIFE
PICTURE THE EVENT
OBSERVE THE HUMILIATION IN FULL

WHEN SICKNESS IS A SIN
AND YOU DEFINE THE WORDS THAT I MAY USE
I TURN A BLIND EYE
ON THE FOG THAT'S NEVER LIFTING
IT'S TIME TO STOP AND THINK
ABOUT THE CHILDHOOD WE ALL LOST
THE WRONG DIRECTIONS TELLING YOU
NO OTHER PLACE TO GO
WHO'S THAT GUY WITH THE DARK GREEN SCARF
IT COULD BE JESUS CHRIST
AT LEAST HE'S GOT HIS SHOES ALL WET
FROM WALKING ON THE WATER
«NO, IT CAN'T BE HIM» YOU SAY
«I'M SURE HE MUST BE DEAD BY NOW
FOR NO OTHER REASON BUT BEING BORED TO DEATH»
THAT SETTLES THE ARGUMENT AND WE LEAVE FOR THE CONTINENT
AND POOR MESSIAH’S ASKING FOR ANOTHER PINT OF BEER

MILLER TIME AT THE BAR WHERE ALL THE ENGLISH MEET
SHE USED TO DRINK IN THE HILLS
ONLY NOW SHE DRINKS IN THE VALLEY
WHERE EVERY ROAD HAS A NAME LIKE BEACHWOOD AVENUE
OR SO IT SEEMS
A CROYDON GIRL COULD REALLY HOPE TO FIND A HOME
WITH A THOUSAND MILES OF REAL ESTATE TO CHOOSE FROM
YOU BEGIN TO SEE THE VALUE OF YOUR FREEDOM