I've been to the garden
I've seen the Black Sun
Don't you want to believe where it came from?

Don't you want to believe
Take in what you receive
When you're walking the streets...head down.

I've walked up on a deal gone wrong
I've slept under the bridge
There's something in the way you'll always be

Don't you want to believe
Take in what you receive
When you're walking the streets...head down.

Don't you want to believe
Take in what you receive
When you're walking the streets...head down.

Jambone River, honey-drip
The chief is waiting for you to slip
Pick up them bones
Come take me home.