I'll probably be dead tomorrow because of all the acid rain that I swallowed
dancing here under oak trees
until cosmic bursts from the universe brought me to my knees.

And I realized that deep inside I was part of it.
Every human being, whether heard or seen, they're a part of it.
Every part of me that may seem obscene is a part of it.
And the world itself is just a tiny little part of it.

I'll probably be dead tomorrow because of the rules I obey but never follow.
But it's good for a thrill
'cause 'round the clock you can go non-stop 'til you get your fill.

And you free your mind to realize you are part of it.
Take it from me, one who didn't believe, you're a part of it.
Every cat up a tree, all the people you see, they're a part of it.
Despite not knowing what it is you're still a little part of it.

And we may all be dead tomorrow
so let us give thanks for what we stole and didn't borrow.
The secret to life might still elude me, but I'm just happy to be here tonight.

You got a thousand dreams there inside of you
and a dozen things left tonight to do.
You wonder when can you get away
and if you'll come to life one day...

And I'll probably be dead tomorrow because of all the acid rain that I swallowed
dancing here under oak trees
until, little girl, the sound of the world brought me to my knees.

And I looked inside only to find I was part of it.
And the various things that you deem obscene, they're a part of it.
And the happy little feeling you get inside is a part of it.
And life itself is just a tiny, little part of it.

Everything is a part of it.