It ws an early Monday morning
I'm racing for the stars
I had not ime to smell no roses
Catching a train for Mars
I always tried to ride a rainbow
I need something to prove
But one day an old man turned and said
Your burnin out the fuse

Take a litte time, yeah, to drink your wine
A little rest is needed
Leave3 the world behind
Find a piece of mind

In Bourbon street I had my palm read
From the gypsy kind
She said to me don't close no doorways
Open up your mind