Yeah check one two ... now I`ve got the clue baby ... let`s dance
  
  This garden was full of boxes filled with my favourite toys
  I never felt remorse when I provoked the winds that blew them all away
  I`m creeping on all fours again I`m begging for rain
  To wash all my sins away...crosscountry
  
  Now it`s time to use my brain because
  For fourty days I was caught in a room without a view
  My head`s spinning around from all my dirty thoughts real filthy thoughts
  
  I wanted to find peace of mind but all I got was hate and self deception
  In the prime of life the dead of winter has arrived
  I`m feeling fagged shagged and fashed
  Come on treat me with a little love
  You know I like it hard and dirty
  
  This garden was full of people I should have kissed but know it`s too late
  The wind blew them far away crosscountry that`s the end of the line god bless and happy drinkin