Jail is very concrete these days
I feel it on my wishing-well.
    See it when you ride!
A mermaid's telling me
That love and I should pack our tent and leave;
Like freedom songs of barking dogs, biting:
    See it when you ride!
    See it when you ride!

This clever guy comes up the street,
Saying `Mermaid-songs - escaping reality!', saying:
    See it when you ride!
And out of my holy pocket
I'm drawing a horny skeleton-hand,
`Do you see me now', I said, saying:
    See it when you ride!
    See it when you ride!

And then, you know, this big grey building
And I love it in a way, I'll say:
    See it when you ride!
The big grey manhood-machine
Wants some help to spoil the love that's left,
He needs some help, O love him, I pray, saying:
    See it when you ride!
    See it when you ride!