Locked out of Eden for failing the test   They just can't live like all of the rest   Speaking in tongues without any rhyme   Ragged outcasts on the wastelands of time   Easy rider coming down the road, easy rider overload      Looking for sometime, somewhere, some place   Sometime, somewhere, some space   Sometime, somewhere, some grace,   But nowhere is their freedom      Red flames of fire reflect in her eye   Masked by the smoke that's floating on high   Seizing the road, reaches the sky,   Like a falcon she just wants to fly   Dark clouds gather on the edge of the mist   Hear her laughter and she's gone      There's always one more mountain to climb   But we are all lost, travelers in time, a long way from home      You always fear what you don't understand   Choosing to live in Disneyland   They polish the children, they polish the grass   Definitely in a different class   All is magic on a mushroom ride   It's so tragic when you realize