Celluloid Heroes Never Feel Any Pain.

They Filled Us Full Of False Illusions And Promiscuity, And They Led Us Down That Class-less Road Of Mediocrity.

I'm Sitting In A Cage With My Eye Upon The Clock.

How Was I Conceived? Was It Love, Was I Meant, Or Was I Just An Accident?

It Doesn't Matter Who You Are, There Are Stars In Every City, In Every House, And On Every Street.

We're Out Of Control On This Loony Balloon, Barely Missing The Other Planets And Stars.