Needle in my hand   Got a forearm rubber band   Got a golden liquid in a tube   I'm gonna do a vessel jam      Got lots of money   Got lots and lots and lots of time   I think, I think I might be   I think, I think I am   I think, I think I might be   I think, I think I am       (chorus)   It's like liquid sunshine, fire and rain Marmalade skies, far away eyes   Glazed in a haze of cocaine    Angel's on the corner, he's got ten vials in his hands He sells each one for ten dollars,   like some medicine man Seems to know a lot for a kid just sixteen years old He's a four year veteran of the penal code   He's got trademark shoes, three tattoos   A brass chord necklace and a smoke-stack too He's got...       (chorus)      There's a black wind spinning the cities weathervanes And the eye of the storm is a crystal of cocaine   Can't you hear the wind?   Can't you see the driving rain   Take a break from the storm in the eye of the hurricane...      (chorus)       Eyes in the mirror, not too sure if they're my own   Black-white eyes in the mirror on a face of cold stone   Black-white eyes, riddles and lies   They tell me, tell me, tell me you've got nothing to hide but...