Looking at the world like an insect   Buzzin' in the sky   Drifting on the waves of life   On a trip - bathing in the sun   Waiting for a dream - visions unseen   In peace - ruthless like a snake   Crawling in the dust - the path of lust   Whispers of delight - passion in the night   In the snowfields my childhood died      Looking at the world from a broomstick   Flying in the sky   Gliding on the clouds of life   On a quest - gazing at the moon   Waiting for his voice - magickal noise   In trance - hungry like a leash   Hanging in a web - my trap of death   Victim of the night   On the altar a virgin died      High, high, high   We're jumping up in the sky.   High, high, high   Getting high, getting high, getting high,      Looking at the world like a loser   Staring at the wall   Stepping through the mud of life   On the loose - hiding from the sun   Waiting for a friend - a helping hand   In pain - beaten like a dog   Looking for a rope - last chance of hope   Overload with lies - tumblin' like dice   On the altar a gambler died.      High, high, high   We're jumping up in the sky.   High, high, high   Getting high, getting high, getting high