Here she comes all low to the ground   Just like the fog is a fattened cloud   Air it turns to water when   Dioxide tempts the hydrogen      Why do you seek?   Why do you seek the pink life?   How do you sleep?   How do you ever lie down?      Why do you need?   Why do you need your science?   Why am I   Your only outside line?      Who was that junk mustapha you were chilling with   Down in the bars where regretful girls drift   I feel the need to steal some rest   I feel i?m getting killed by your fickleness      And the options they are infinite   And the chance   From my hand   I feel is slipping it      Why do you seek?   Why do you seek the pink life?   How do you sleep?   How do you ever lie down?      Why do you need?   Why do you need your science?   Why am I   Your only outside line?      And the options they are infinite   And the chance   From my hand   I feel is slipping it      Why do you seek?   Why do you seek the pink life?   How do you sleep?   How do you ever lie down?      Why do you need?   Why do you need your science?   Why am I   Your only outside line?