I rocket through, out of, into the next phase of the man
age can only hold me,
ransomed to the time I rocket through.
I know, they know, we know and he knew that the four men of
the rocket through are through with crazy horse rides,
dashing hither, thither and every ither (sic)
way to join the dots up on my day.

I'm into blue now, racing through now, catch me if you can,
this is the fastest phase of this, the next phase man.

A dollar every double down makes trouble in this ancient town,
we owe,
oh woe is me,
kiss my **** sweet Liberty.

I'm into blue now, rocket through now
how I love this knife that cuts cleanly
into this next phase of
this man's life.