One sunny afternoon I lost my way home Found myself in an invisible part of this town I thought I knew Running out of suds and soda I fell into a coma, run dry Was that my goal? Ten little indians chased me all the way They stole my legs and my hands and head by the very next day And it's no good panic when fear shows off You'd better smile hard when the going gets tough Oh yes, but it's not my way Tried to lead a normal life But living straight was such a strife Tried to lead a normal life But living straight was such a strife ♪ Plastic magic substitute was my only guide Next time I'll be careful before going on a ride And in the morning I went to bed to push it all back into my head But it just followed like some faithful black dog This long sunny afternoon I lost my way home Found myself in an invisible part of this town I thought I knew Running out of suds and soda I fell into a coma ♪ Tried to lead a normal life But living straight was such a strife