They laughed at me wanting you But oh, you came through The odds were a hundred to one against me The world thought the heights were too high to climb But people from missouri never incensed me Oh, I wasn't a bit concerned For from hist'ry I had learned

When love, takes me over CHORUS (Jimmy Cozier) Its paradise It's always nice Touch pon di ends And a incense, herbs and oils Scrapbook newspaper

Breath deep, while you sleep Breath deep Welcome! sulphur dioxide Hello! carbon monoxide The air, the air Is everywhere Bless you, alcohol bloodstream Save me, nicotine lung steam Incense, incense

Dust and diesel Rise like incense from the road Smoke of offering For the revolution morning Battered buses jammed up to the roof Dust and diesel the prevailing themes Farmer sleeping on the truck in front Feet trailing over like he's trolling for dreams