Please no striking of poses   Ditch all the cryptic talking   You could be free and be alive and listening   To sounds that fill you up      That music you just cannot groove to it   I ask more of you   That music you just cannot groove to it   I ask more of you   I am grooving   I am grooving   I am grooving   I am grooving      Leave your body   I’m leaving mine, behind   I left my body   I walked on snakes on the ground   But I kept on climbing      They chased me down   They ate my insides out   They chased me down   They ate my insides out   They are burying me now   There is dirt in my dead mouth   They are burying me now    There is dirt in my dead mouth      I am grooving   I am grooving      Leave your body   I’m leaving mine, behind   I left my body   I walked on snakes on the ground   But I kept on climbing