Cool he dies on his own time

Roaring I won't hear your thunder

Called each other Chinese names

If oh the book just has a number

There's a garden where the devil lurks

Such a strange life this

They break their backs for sweat and gold

And all the things in which they buy

Things that I thought were heavy loads

Like a lotus in an oriental sky

They break their backs for sweat and gold

And all the things in which they buy

Things that I thought were heavy loads

Like a lotus like a lotus

Like a lotus in an oriental sky