Now I used to smoke the twine And I used to chop the line Every morning pay the fine Wake up red-eye from the wine Then a bird taught me to sing And I met the Lotus King And my residence was through In the Land of Sanpaku I chewed the root until my brain was fried I can't remember all the highs I tried I always crashed no matter where I flew Sinking in the quicksand of Sanpaku Then a brown-eyed woman took me by the hand She said: "Mery me, you've got to understand This poison life will be the death of you" Then she led me from the jungles of Sanpaku