'It's alright, just keep on moving, it's alright, alright, so let's make it right.'

Once more a time I find in a funny situation again, look a bit has-been, God, must I fool illusion? All this stars around my head are not real it's just be cause of the speaking cow, the fuckin' speaking cow. I don't know where I have the head! So freeze! Mum says it's stupid to smoking that but she's wrong! So freeze! Love this sensation in your spirit, not to be in one's right mind. And now I stub out my joint, it's just the start of the high, MJ's scoring a point, and me I just say "bye bye!" All this cows around my head are not true it's just be cause of the speaking star, so now fly, glide & shit...