Up and up and up I climb. When I came up I was so far behind. My head takes a lickin'. But my heart keeps on tickin. Just the same. Always startin' over but somehow. I always know where to begin. Round and round and round I ride. And just when I looked I hadn't even began. To feel the effect. A cool dark fever. On the brain. That feelin' takin' over. Like a holy rollercoaster. To the grave. How can I await the day. The last the night I'm here to see. How do I await the mother lode. It's the art of feelin naked in your clothes. Again again again I tried. That's how I knew I would never be denied. That face in the mirror. Who could it be it was my own. That cool dark figure. That's when I knew I was alone. On and on and on I drive. when will I know I've finally arrived. So far I've gone so far to go. It never ends. Always startin over but somehow I always know where to begin. Always startin over but somehow I always know where to begin. Always startin over but somehow I always know where to begin