Harley So now we're on a death trip, listen to the blood drip Oozing from a curled lip, ever thought of dying slowly Ever thought of dying totally unholy. Someone's trying to fool us, maybe it's your daughters Can you hear the walrus offering a sad solution ? He's calling out for teenage revolution And can you think of one good reason to remain ? To remain ? To remain ? To remain ? To you afficionados, fooling with bravado Keep me on my guard-o cause a consciousness explosion It's getting difficult to keep my mind in motion. Images of sunshine, please to make the words rhyme Let me die in eight-time, let me write a tale to no one Let me write a tale to make you think you're someone Can you think of one good reason to remain ? To remain ? To remain ? To remain ? We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. We'll grow sweet Ipomoea to make us feel much freer Then take a pinch of Schemeland and turn it into Dreamland 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war' 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war' 'Softly Lautrec' - she whispered in awe 'Build me a picture of children at war'. [ ……… ] So now we're on a death trip, listen to the blood drip Oozing from a curled lip, ever thought of dying slowly Ever thought of dying totally unholy And can you think of one good reason to remain ? To remain ? To remain ? To remain ?