It's a critical solution. And the east coast got the blues. It's a mass of confusion. Like the lies they sell to you. You got a glass jawed toothache. Of a mental disease. An they be runnin' round back. See 'em line up on their knees. 'Cause the kiss ass sycophants. Throwin' penance at your feet. When they got nowhere to go. Watch 'em come in off the streets. While they're bangin' out front. Inside their slammin' to the cruch. Go on an throw me to the lions. And the whole damn screamin' bunch. 'Cause the pissed-off rip-offs. 'R' everywhere you turn. Tell me how a generation's. Ever s'posed to learn. This fire is burnin'. and it's out of control. It's not a problem you can stop. It's rock n' roll. I read it on a wall. It went straight to my head. It said "Dance to the tension. of a world on edge". We got racial violence. And who'll cast the first stone. And sex is used anyway it can be. Sometimes when I look out. It's hard to see the day. It's a feelin' you can have it. It's not mine to take away. Lost in the garden of Eden. Yeah we're lost in the garden of Eden. And there's no one's gonna believe this. But we're lost in the garden of Eden. This fire is burnin' and it's out of control. It's not a problem you can stop. It's rock n' roll. Suck on that. Looking through this point of view. There's no way I'm gonna fit in. Don't ya tell me what my eyes see. Don't ya tell me who to believe in. I ain't superstitious. But I know when somethin's wrong. I've been draggin' my heels. With a bitch called hope. Let the undercurrent drag me along. Lost in the garden of Eden. Yeah we're lost in the garden of Eden. And there's no one's gonna believe this. But we're lost in the garden of Eden. Most organized religions make. A mockery of humanity. Our governments are dangerous And out of control. The garden of Eden is just another graveyard. Said if they had someone to buy it. Said I'm sure they'd sell my soul. This fire is burnin' and it's out of control. It's not a problem you can stop. It's rock n' roll. Lost in the garden of Eden. (An we ain't talkin' about no. poison apple or some missin' rib ya hear). Yeah we're lost in the garden of Eden. Said there's no one's gonna believe this. Said we're lost in the garden of Eden. This fire is burnin' and it's out of control. It's not a problem you can stop. It's rock n' roll