Space Life

I long for my own place
Among the heavenly grace
And the rank of the gods

The chaos in the trouble
The social expedition
And the local hang out

Bullet in my back starting to ache
Trying to make my way to your bamboo shack
Living in the middle of a human garbage dump
But I ain't gonna die, no
No, no

Really heavy weather got me lost inside
Turning the key to the heads that lost there side
Noose gets ever tighter, ever tighter it gets
Around the neck of the governmental ways
No
No, no

Government burning
Like my life
Government burning
Let's all hope
Ain't no hope left for my life to be set free

Time is slipping through my mind
And I'm askin' for the weather in life
I'm dieing in a pasture, at least I'm happy
And I ain't gonna die, no
No, no