Here's the lowdown on the gold boy The last volcano down Highway 65 Left his armchair for the saviour Not a trace of strange behaviour Tranquilized and serenaded Miles away from those that sleep Walkin' through the devil's garden I'll hold him hostage with a ray gun Time's been frozen, Weighed down and broken Like this pocket watch I'm holdin' But while I'm closed in, Paralyzed and poisoned There's a cancer on my shoulder Whispers stories in my ear Say did you hear about the gold boy? The situation's growing hopeless So I pretended not to notice