America - "Tin Man"
"But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man,
that he didn’t, didn’t already have.
And Cause never was the reason for the evening,
or the tropic of Sir Galahad”
Love the cryptic lyrics to this song.
"So please believe in me
When I say I’m spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soapsuds green like bubbles”
A psychedelic vision? A description of a trip? A metaphor?