Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
 The place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
 Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
 Dont mind the crowds
 Search for the spaces
 Turn around time goes on [Turn around time's gone]
 A day to day basis [Take ten paces]
 Been up ahead
 Can't made head or tail of it
 I drink till I'm drunk
 And I smoke till im senseless
 See you black and white
 Feel in slow motion
 I drown myself in sorrow
 Until i wake up tomorrow
 The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
 different recycles resemble me
 different levels of the devils company.

 [Primera.]

 They lead us outside, take us out quietly
 To the cage through the bars
 You see scars: results of my rage
 The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
 Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
 The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
 Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
 the mind's a crowd -- search for the the spaces
 And turn around time's gone, I take ten paces.
 Been up ahead - can't make head or tale of it
 I drink till I'm drunk, and I smoke till I'm senseless.
 You see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
 I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow...
 (Tricky: The illusion of...until I wake up.