When I was a little boy I would play with a toy After scouting out the hoods I went to search in the woods Animals, plants, and people I looked up, saw the steeple Reverence and bloody thoughts (?) All became a steady rhyme Then I fell out of bed Forgot everything that was said I wandered off and didn't come back Didn't have nothing I could lack Jack of trades to pay the rent Career somehow heaven sent Now heaven's got some other name I want nothing all the same Nothing here and nothing there Can't find no objects in the air I got a beacon in the night I got a black hole in the light