(Emerson, Gould, Lake)
Walking down the street last night
I struck a light
But no one could have seen me without second sight
Taking flight
Handle me with care I'm dynamite

Looking for some place to hide
A voice inside
Said leave this boy alone so you can take a ride
Step aside
If you take me for a fool I'm cyanide

Just like a raging storm
No one can break the fall
They're trying to take us over
Our backs are against the wall

I try and turn my face away
But that's OK
Cos one way or another you may find that it will ricochet
Anyway
They say every dog will have his day

Just like a raging storm
No one can break the fall
They're trying to take us over
But our backs are against the wall

Standing next to heaven's gate
Just can't relate
Unable to remember who was on the slate
Get it straight
Before it gets too hard to operate