| Charlie once sat on the sidewalk baby | |
| He asked her about my name | |
| And at that noise you came and met me | |
| You said that I was to blame | |
| Sugarcane eyes with no decision | |
| It's your trial and tribulation | |
| Isn't It time you made up your mind | |
| And gave me a ticket to ride | |
| (I won't get you down until) | |
| These light are tripping us out | |
| We are so out of control | |
| Won't you come on a ride | |
| This time we'll do it for kicks | |
| We can fall away | |
| With the cat and the eye | |
| Pretty face paper people baby | |
| They all look the same to me | |
| Running on angels ain't that easy | |
| These things you've gotta believe | |
| Everything's kind of different for me | |
| The songs still mean the same | |
| Isn't it time to reinvent me so | |
| Lest take a piece of the pie | |
| (I won't get you down until) | |
| These light are tripping us out | |
| We are so out of control | |
| Won't you come on a ride | |
| This time we'll do it for kicks | |
| We can fall away | |
| With the cat and the eye | |
| These light are tripping us out | |
| We are so out of control | |
| Won't you come on a ride | |
| This time we'll do it for kicks | |
| We can fall away | |
| With the cat and the eye | |
| Here we are | |
| Chasing on a sun beam | |
| Here we are | |
| Chasing on a sun beam | |
| (Pacing on to sorry) | |
| (Pacing on to sorry) | |
| These light are tripping us out | |
| We are so out of control | |
| Won't you come on a ride | |
| This time we'll do it for kicks | |
| We can fall away | |
| With the cat and the eye |