i was on the road to paradise, yes i was getting free, i was on the road to paradise to live in harmony but when i arrived they told me there's an entrance fee.

as i reached into my pockets the realization dawned - that i don't own a credit card and all my money's gone, so i grabbed for my guitar but they say "boy, we don't trade in song".

so i looked into the classifieds to get myself a job, yes I looked into the classifieds to get myself a job cos I don't have the balls to go and find a bank to rob.

now my resume is weak but my voice it has the tone so the only job they'll give me is to work upon the phone, where i call you at home and you say "fuck off leave me alone".

being sure to keep all of my feelings repressed and slowly going crazy in a chair behind a desk i had paradise in mind so i kept in line and did my best.

but as the weeks went by i started to lose steam, to pass the time more quickly i'd close my eyes and dream but the manager would hound me saying "be part of the team".

well as you can imagine, my patience did decay, i couldn't bare to think of going there another day, i stopped showing up and i looked to find another way.

back upon the street with a future so unclear, i busked to get some money but i spent it all on beer, tired i was ready to give up on the whole idea.

but then my luck it took a turn - the universe it re-arranged - and it's best i do not question a happening so strange so i headed back to paradise with a whole bag full of change.

i ran right to the front door with that gold and silver stuff and handed it over to the bouncer big and tough, he looked down at his hand, back up at me and said "that's still not enough".

well i start cursing and screaming, kicking at the walls, i'm cursing and screaming, kicking at the walls i say "who are you to put a price on paradise that's not fair at all".

the bouncer grabbed me by the shirt though i refused to lose but he was built like a giant there was nothing i could do, he said "even if you had enough money you still don't have the right shoes".

he must've knocked me so hard that i lost my common sense cos when he turned around i climbed up over the barb-wire fence i was getting into paradise at any expense.

finally, over the top my feet hit the ground, i brushed myself off and when i looked around i was completely overwhelmed by the place that i had found.

lower-class women were pushing the mops through paradise malls and souvenir shops and everyones small talking around hundreds of cops.

everyone's smiling staring at big flat screens where celebrities sing on advertisements for new jeans and the logo says "be like me or be no one there is no in-between".

my head started spinning and i understood that someone had fooled me and they'd fooled me good, i scrambled back over the fence just as fast as i could.

i ran right to the people in the paradise line and tried to explain that they were wasting their time but they all just looked down at me like i were out of my mind.

but i knew what was happening, i witnessed that beast, my anger it grew and someone called the police who escorted me from paradise for disturbing the peace.

now back upon the road with no destination, nothing to achieve and no expectations, i realise that this is paradise and drift off into my imagination.