As a little boy, suffered rapacious spells
My raptor infested dreams, in time would tell
Let’s flash forward fifteen surrealistic years
Awoke gagged and bound and I found I was snagged and here
“Where the hell am I?” I screamed
Clamped my eyes shut ~ fear of faces that have been seen
I feel I’m choking and I can’t breathe
Must be this dopey feeling, I believe…

Open my eyes, I’m coming down
Must be an after hour dancing spree
Then I foggily recount my surroundings
Oh my God! I’m in a laboratory
A man of mad science variety is peering at me
He says: “You’ll feel no pain, so much anesthesia speeding through your veins
It will take a little time and then your organs are mine
And on the leftovers I’ll dine”
I’m not ready to die!
I guess I’ve got nothing to lose
An image of my steel toe boots
Fight or Flight? Both I choose
I kicked him in the eye
And like a butterfly I flew and flew….

I don’t think he can see me
I don’t think he can see me
In the dark country
By starlight I am free
In the dark country
Divinely, I am free
But where the hell am I?

I’ve got to get home
I’ve got to get home
I’ve got to get home
I’ve got to get home