Eveything is insaneThe prices never changeThe aisle of truth is zero and coldThe aisle of truth is zero and coldCome to planetFollow the searchCome to me especiallyDrive me to drink...in a carSomething tells me noBut I can slip through the barsUnder the bushes under the starsCome to planet nowIt’s just a startCome to me religiouslyRent me a room in your heart