Casual Viewin'

What I'm really wanting, a brand new machine

One for converting plastic to dreams

If you ride upon the tiger, you can't never get off

They get hungry

One thing is certain, all the rest are lies

Beautiful and damned ones never realize

That the dark is light enough to see the ignorance of greed

Still she cries

Come on, come on, get up

I wanna take you away from all of this

And what has got you lost and feeling down?

You just get it off your back

Let it fly away

Poetry of motion

Counting out the beats

To hear a voice in every mind sounding out retreat

As they run, they look behind to see what tempts the wandering eye

Still she cries

Come on, come on, get up

I wanna take you away from all of this

And what has got you lost and feeling down?

You just get it off your back

Let it fly away

Trouble with the life of the emperor's new mind

A casual viewin' in spite of what gets left behind

Gentlemen, you may include me out

Ladies, please accept my bow

Still she cries

Come on, come on, get up

I wanna take you away from all of this

And what has got you lost and feeling down?

You just get it off your back

Let it fly away

You just get it off your back

Let it fly away

Get it off your back

Let it fly away