A few more years of paradise Then I'll go to find my maker Shake the dice lightly May I walk the path brightly Not afraid of living Not afraid of dying Not afraid of feeling what I do not understand When I was a baby God and I went walking In teenage volvo music We all heard our god talking Hermapholightnoos being Seeing without seeing Angels on the radio And heaven in the reading Stoned for generations But we still love their music They don't like the drug But they like the ones who used it They don't like to groove Cause they're afraid to loose it I don't remember anyone saying it would be easy