Оригинален текст
Library pictures of the quickening canoe
The first of its kind to get to the moon
Trust some ellipses to chase you 'round the room
Through curvatures and metaphors and goo
I've been watching all the neon lassos flickering
You look as if you have forgotten where you've been
Go riding through the thundersuckle fuzz canyon
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six-five-four
Three-two-one
Library pictures of the quickening canoe
The first of its kind to get to the moon
Give me an eenie meenie miney mo
Of an 'ip-dip dogshit rock and roll