Misfiring chemicals and scary ideas This revolution isn't fun, ma I'm out of fashion, I got God on my heels I'm dropping promises like H-bombs But keep calm I'm at the back of my head Watching my life happening Watching the sink filling red And I'm not stopping it I have to visit so many planets Before I find my own I fall asleep in the golden highway Before I finally find it Hemorrhaging heartthrob with a six-pack of beer Leaning outside her burned-out window She isn't smiling, but she's happy you're here We'll make a killing from her trauma, oh mama Here at the back of my head Watching my life happening Feeling distinct smithereens I've gotten used to it I have to visit so many planets Before I find my own I fall asleep in the golden highway Before I finally find Finally find it