In the race but out of step

You struggle to hold up your head

Like a river you fight your own bed

I'm needing backyard sanctuary

I'm on breaktime

Where the sissies hang

Looking for oil in the sand

Like a river you gouge out the land

Like a drummer who fights the wrong band

I'm needing backyard sanctuary

I'm on breaktime

Where the sissies hang

This is heaven, this is heaven, this is heaven

Where the sissies hang

A hot shower on a hot day

Water hangs in the air like you stayed

Like you never went down your own drain

I'm doing rain and hurricane

I am airborne

Where the kisses fly

This is heaven, this is heaven

And all my friends are there in heaven

This is heaven

And all my friends are there in heaven

This heaven, this heaven

Where the sissies hang