You stole my servants
You cut their ties
Behold my service
Through unborn eyes
Trip lover's landmine
You won't explode
Feel solid and fine
And decompose
Tell the blind cab driver where to go
Show him the road
Tell the blind cab driver drive you home
And not too slow
The stars mean nothing
They'll drop like flies
So soothe their suffering
With lullabies
And tell the blind cab driver where to go
Show him the road
Tell the blind cab driver drive you home
You know he knows
Says the blind cab driver: here you go
You're on your own
Love is not of clay, it's set in stone
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own oh
You're on your own oh