When I thought of what the scorpions must have considered me As I laid amongst them In a desert night But they let me alone that time And uh, I saw the horses swish their tails And moved on to the bear country and Fish country and Must have seen four people in three days Had to protect your head at night from the mosquitoes Other than that, I guess you could survive There was a wooden house I'm not sure if it had two floors or one floor I knew I had arrived On the outskirts of something Then I hit a road Slipped and parked, bus It was a metal house Not under the tree, near the water I heard the cars roar I saw the people in their uniforms Playing a good game Nobody shirking their part Doing it well and good Me, I busted out It was never the same since then It never has been the same Because they irked me on They took me from my place I was in my place And they took me back to Earth. Where what is this place They call Earth? I'd rather be in my place I could walk up tall Tall hills I could siege a timber fort It was well made and preserved On a mountain top