Horus

Accident of birth, the spinning of the earth, nothing ever seems to get me by

The calling of my mom, the pleading of my dog, nothing ever seems to get me high

Horace, come down off your throne and give it up or leave it alone

Yeah, Horace, all the girls wanna know what you do when you go home, so

Pain in my knees, a pleasure if you please, nothing ever seems to calm my mind

The words of my friends, the flowers that you send, nothing ever seems to keep me blind

Horace, come down off your throne and give it up or leave it alone

Yeah, Horace, all the girls wanna know what you do when you go home, so

So Horace, help me if you can, help me be your only man

And I cannot sit or stand, no, I cannot see the plan, yes, I am in need of help