| I can feel this power awake |
| This punch drunk heart just will not break |
| And I will jump or crawl or creep |
| No difference high or steep |
| And I can feel the black lies fly |
| They’re in my sleep, they’re in my eyes |
| I hate this head these feet and hands |
| I’m tired of being a man |
| Load me up with something to give me Chinese eyes |
| Beneath the crazy paving I fear the next surprise |
| Now I can’t wait or hesitate |
| Just one slip and it’s too late |
| And I won’t make that old mistake |
| Cause you can’t fool with fate |
| And I will push this punch drunk heart |
| Down many roads until we part |
| This punch drunk heart just will not break |
| Not while this power’s awake |
| Load me up with something to give me Chinese eyes |
| Beneath the crazy paving I fear the next surprise |
| Let’s go to the basement, but careful on the stair |
| For one eternal instant the web of fate may tear |