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.
