Well I guess I'll treat her right
  I guess I'll treat her right more this time
  I'll try not to rely
  Try not to rely on the perfect line
  And I see no boundaries
  Except for the ones I'm in
  And I don't expect you to overcome them
  For that's my job description
  
  In a world of players and private eyes
  Unless you realize this
  There's a whole lot you could miss
  Do you know which one I am
  I am the cigarette smoking man
  Once an hour I light the flower
  And burn baby burn
  
  When is it your turn
  Lord tell me when the sun goes down
  Cause I feel much better then anyway
  Well I see much much better then anyway
  Well I feel exposed
  Although I feel at home
  Dressed as a black plastic rose
  All flowing head shoulders knees and toes
  We dance, we dance, we play, we rant and rave
  
  Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
  Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
  
  Early in the morning
  Late in the evening
  Evening, we kinda get delirious
  Breaking from the seriousness
  I try not to get disoriented
  
  Having chewed too many up on my side
  Is it any wonder how I miss your smile
  Is it any wonder how I write
  Pages layered upon pages
  Which to no one else but me can be accounted for
  For this moments sake
  
  I do not become me
  For path tunnels or straightaways
  I do not watch as often as I should
  So instead I sketch my life a comfortable creature
  Slow and beautifully
  Oh the smell and tastes of the past nights
  Well they're still locked up in my gentle jaw
  
  Not that I am wanting them to go
  Just that they are
  And I'm very much aware
  The madness of slow motion as you move your legs to walk
  I'm very much aware
  Of this madness when you talk
  
  This childlike wildlife is flooring me
  Oh this childlike wildlife is flooring me
  
  We dance, we play
  Oh lord we rant and rave
  We dance and we play always