Flame down Pacific Highway

Still in shape, my methods refined (yes)

Long gone superstition's folly

The insane hour, my memories refused

I'd like to see them win

I like the inspiration like it's going in the right direction

That's to me

I'd like to see them win

It's my kind of aspiration like it's going in the right direction

That's to me, to me, to me, to be (but you don't notice)

The aim now is perfection always

The aim now is fuckin' leave it behind (yes)

Go home now through perception's hallways

When the change comes we'll live in green skies

I'd like to see them win

I like the inspiration like its going in the right direction

That's to me, to me, to me (but you don't notice)

I'd like to see them win

It's my kind of aspiration like it's going in the right direction

That's to me (but you don't notice)

Who are you to doubt this?

Who are you to doubt this?

Who are you to doubt this?

Who are you to doubt?

Let me tell you 'bout the wayward starlet, face adorned with bones

Looked me up and down, said: "Babe, we're soaring, but you don't notice"

Let me tell you 'bout the wayward starlet, face adorned with skulls

Lifting up and down, the whale is soaring

But you don't notice

Above the ocean

Above the ocean

Above the ocean

Above the ocean

Above the ocean

Above the ocean