Waking up dead inside of my head
Will never never do there is no med
No medicine to take

Ive had a chance to be insane
Asylum from the falling rain
Ive had a chance to break

Its so bad its got to be good
Mysterious girl misunderstood
Dressed like a wedding cake

Any other day and I might play
A funeral march for Bonnie Brae
Why try and run away

Chorus:
Slow cheetah come
Before my forest
Looks like its on today

Slow cheetah come
Its so euphoric
No matter what they say

I know a girl
She worked in a store
She knew not what
Her life was for
She barely knew her name

They tried to tell her
She would never be
As happy as the girl
In the magaine
She bought it with her pay

Chorus

Everyone has
So much to say
They talk talk talk
Their lives away
Dont even hesitate

Walking on down
To the burial ground
Its a very old dance
With a merry old sound
Looks like its on today