The sewer pipe queen dangles my dream,
Makes all that I've seen seem so obscene,
Pitch pennies with heels, watch them roll like wheels,
As I toot on my flute, writing songs about the naked truth.

With prayer and sin,
And sinister men's pale visions of grins,
Ride on sceptical winds.

Drink water from wells,
Live a life in hell,
Whatever, oh well,
What a masterpiece made out of silver,
Beg borrow or steal, make it feel unreal,
Let Caesar attend, bring his so called friends,
Start a solo band, make it second hand,
Make sure, if you can, that you don't go down with the drowning man.

With prayer and sin,
And sinister men's pale visions of grins,
Ride on sceptical winds.

Mia Farrow's so cute,
So is Kim in her suit,
Who stands on the shore and makes friends with brutes'

With prayer and sin,
And sinister men's pale visions of grins,
Ride on sceptical winds.

The sewer pipe queen dangles my dream,
Makes all that I've seen seem so obscene,
Pitch pennies with heels, watch them roll like wheels,
As I toot on my flute, writing songs about the naked truth.

With prayer and sin,
And sinister men's pale visions of grins,
Ride on sceptical winds.

Mia Farrow's so cute,
So is Kim in her suit,
Who stands on the shore and makes friends with brutes'

With prayer and sin,
And sinister men's pale visions of grins,
Ride on sceptical winds.

Ride on sceptical winds,
Ride on, ride on,
Ride on sceptical winds,
Ride on,
Ride on sceptical winds,
Ride on, ride on,
Ride on sceptical winds,
Ride on,
Ride on,
Ride on.

Ride on,
Ride on.