When hope seems to leave you
and you fill the gap with gin
and you dream of pencils writing by themselves
and hate the tattoos on your skin
when splatter films become
your entertainment No. 1
it`s time to push the button and erase
what kicks you out of phase

when the night becomes your day
but it`s too dark to find your way
and you forget to feed your dog until it bites
and you think possibly you`re gay
then I would suggest you better read the signs
that tell ya, you`re the chosen one
to catch the train that leaves the city straight away
catch it before it`s gone
and drift towards the sun
then half the travel`s done
so push the button and erase
what kicks you out of phase