| Yeah, I poisoned myself but I survived the thrill of life | |
| I altered my state of mind so I could fly, mmm | |
| Yeah, travelled beyond my pedestrian ties | |
| My innocence, yeah, and those sweet lies | |
| I rode in that car as far as it would take me, take me | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into the sun | |
| Find what's going on | |
| Find what's going down | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into your fun | |
| Fun into the sun | |
| Find what's going on | |
| Your velvet tear rolled down my back | |
| Your arms wrapped tight around me | |
| I felt so good knowing that you could let go with me, yeah | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into your sun | |
| Find what's going on | |
| Find what's going down | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into your fun | |
| I don't need the sun | |
| To find what's going on | |
| Crazy hippie girl | |
| Soft lips make me swirl | |
| More than I can feel | |
| Mystery to me | |
| Yeah-hey-yeah | |
| Joy d'vivre, yeah | |
| Mysterious life, what do you hold for us in your cloak? | |
| I begin to shake, your horses, they are frightening me, well | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into your sun | |
| Find what's going on | |
| Find what's going down | |
| I don't need no gun | |
| I walk into your fun | |
| I don't need the sun | |
| To find what's going on | |
| Crazy hippie girl | |
| Soft lips make me swirl | |
| More than I can feel | |
| A mystery to me | |
| Had my child son | |
| I'm a young king now | |
| Hey mysterious life | |
| Holy criticised | |
| Yeah-hey-yeah | |
| Yeah-hey-yeah | |
| Joy d'vivre... |