Texty:
Cales Uncommon Excursion

My time comes When the night does genius with his head in clouds eccentric hunk obscure weirdo introverted visionary Hemp's smouldering over the candle

It's within reach Just a few more steps and I'll be free as a bird Everything's moving on the edge It takes a little and hopes vanish away Im at the

Look how free I am I won't let them catch me All your banal worries are strange to me All your petty interests seem so shallow I don't understand why

My life is a flight across the azure skies I'm soaring in elation And swooping into the blood-red sunset Not to lose my strength In the landscape of

Our life is a neverending party Disorderliness on the verge of crime Gallons of booze Throngs of cheap sluts And hearbroken naive admirers I'm hitting

I'll love this world today And I'll hate it tomorrow There's nothing sacred to me There's nothing to make me stoop No one wiped my ass And I don't turn

You left so early I feel bad about all the dirt Hatred and disregard But it cannot be redressed So young and determined I remember your talent and individuality

I'm watching your grudging look With a dead pan expression on my face And inside Im laughing With the voice of the Devil You're just another hypocrite