Land:

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea

From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating

Another boy was sliding up the hallway

He merged perfectly with the hallway

He merged perfectly

The mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at Johnny

Johnny wanted to run

But the movie kept moving as planned

The boy took Johnny

He pushed him against the locker

He drove it in, he drove it home

he drove it deep in Johnny

The boy disappeared

Johnny fell on his knees

Started crashing his head against the locker

Started crashing his head against the locker

Started laughing hysterically

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by

horses, horses, horses, horses

Coming in in all directions

White shining silver studs with their nose in flames

He saw horses, horses, horses, horses

Horses, horses, horses, horses

Do you know how to pony like bony maroney

Do you know how to twist

Well it goes like this

It goes like this

Baby mash potato

Do the alligator

Do the alligator

And you twist the twister like your baby sister

I want your baby sister

Give me your baby sister

Dig your baby sister

Rise up on her knees

Do the sweet pea

Do the sweet pee pee

Roll down on her back

Got to lose control

Got to lose control

Got to lose control

And then you take control

Then you're rolled down on your back

And you like it like that

Like it like that

Like it like that

Like it like that

Then you do the watusi

Yeah do the watusi

Life is filled with holes

Johnny's laying there

His sperm coffin

Angel looks down at him and says

"Oh, pretty boy,

Can't you show me nothing but surrender?"

Johnny gets up

Takes off his leather jacket

Taped to his chest there's the answer

You got pen knives and jack knives and

Switchblades preferred

Switchblades preferred

Then he cries, then he screams, saying

Life is full of pain

I'm cruisin' through my brain

And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud

Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud

And go Johnny go

And do the watusi

Oh do the watusi

There's a little place

A place called space

It's a pretty little place

It's across the tracks

Across the tracks and the name of the place is

You like it like that

You like it like that

You like it like that

You like it like that

And the name of the band is the

Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes

Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes

Baby calm down

Better calm down

In the night, in the eye of the forest

There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair

I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair

I didn't waste time

I just walked right up and saw that

up there -- there is a sea

up there -- there is a sea

up there -- there is a sea

The sea's the possibility

There is no land but the land (up there is just a sea of possibilities)

There is no sea but the sea (up there is a wall of possibilities)

There is no keeper but the key (up there there are several walls of possibilities)

Except for one who seizes possibilities

One who seizes possibilities (up there)

I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me

I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor

I felt his hand on my knee (in a sea of possibilities)

(on the screen)

And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame

(in the heart of man)

The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions

Gradually lapping into sea horses

He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat

(the spoon)

And let it deep in

(the veins)

Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities

（It started hardening）

Dip in to the sea(It started hardening in my hand)

To the sea of possibilities (And I felt the arrows of desire)

I put my hand inside his cranium

Oh we had such a brainiac-amour

But no more, no more,no more

I gotta move from my mind to the area (go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)

And go Johnny go and do the watusi

Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi

Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling

Our lives are now entwined

We will fall yes we're together twining

Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse

And my fingers all entwined through the air

I could feel it

It was the hair going through my fingers (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)

The hairs were like wires going through my body

I I that's how I

that's how I

I died

(at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after)

(they knew what they were after)

moved up

I tried to stop it

But it was too warm

Too unbelievably smooth

Like playing in the sea

In the sea of possibility, the possibility

Was a blade, a shiny blade

(I hold the key to the sea of possibilities

There's no land but the land)

Looked at my hands, and there's a red stream

That went streaming through the sands like fingers

Like arteries (how much fits between the eyes of a horse?) like fingers

He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)

He opened his throat (your eyes)

His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse)

Mad pituitary glands

The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart)

Pitched that nobody heard

No one heard that cry

No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat

(His fingers)Nobody heard, he was on that bed

It was like a sea of jelly

And so he seized the first

(his vocal chords shot up)

(possibility)

(like mad pituitary glands)

It was a black tube

He felt himself disintegrate (there is nothing happening at all)

And go inside the black tube

So when he looked out into the steep

Saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)

Humping on the parking meter

Leaning on the parking meter

In the sheets

There was a man

Dancing around

To the simple

Rock & roll

Song