When I thought of what the scorpions must have considered me

As I laid amongst them 

In a desert night 

But they let me alone that time 

And uh, I saw the horses swish their tails 

And moved on to the bear country and 

Fish country and 

Must have seen four people in three days 

Had to protect your head at night from the mosquitoes 

Other than that, I guess you could survive 

There was a wooden house 

I'm not sure if it had two floors or one floor 

I knew I had arrived 

On the outskirts of something 

Then I hit a road 

Slipped and parked, bus 

It was a metal house 

Not under the tree, near the water 

I heard the cars roar 

I saw the people in their uniforms 

Playing a good game 

Nobody shirking their part 

Doing it well and good 

Me, I busted out 

It was never the same since then 

It never has been the same 

Because they irked me on 

They took me from my place 

I was in my place 

And they took me back to Earth. 

Where what is this place 

They call Earth? 

I'd rather be in my place 

I could walk up tall 

Tall hills 

I could siege a timber fort 

It was well made and preserved 

On a mountain top