I'm heading north I'm heading homeDoing 125I close my eyes and count to tenHa ha yeah I'm still alivePerfect perfec t tunnel visionRazor sharp and racing racingThese moments, immortalNo one touches thisCh:These things they flow as blood must flowDust to dust and wind must blowNothing that I need to knowOr ever understandThese things they flow as blood must f lowDust to dust and wind must blowYou can die before you get oldBut me, I'm going to live foreverThe music plays, the part y swingsThe gaiety walls come closing inI catch your eye, you take my handOut into the night we runDancing down those deade nd streetsHowling at the moon like little kidsOut on the grass at the top of the hillYour breath tastes sw . . .ChAnd if I say I hate this placeDon't take it as personalAnd just cos I want to kill somebodyDoesn't mean to say that I willAnd I d on't think that that makes me crazyAnd anyway I'm way past caringThere's a ride leaves out of here at 9.00What do you say, w hat do you sayCh:Tonight we'll flow . . .