People tell me I'm too high when I'm around, And when I'm not I'm closer to the ground Well, I do anything whenever I want, And I want to do it here and now I'm on a one-way street, I can't retreat, 'Cos my mind and I play hide and seek They want to make a problem out of me, 'Cos they want their own problems unseen My mind's a gallery of memories, I reflect the history I'm the sort of case of the human race, That people find hard to face I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, I'm the Cosmic Ted spaced out of my head I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, And I'm equal to anyone I've met I'm the second door on the third floor, If you've got the key then please unlock me But hey, don't talk to me, I'm not what you see, I'm not here today, I'm miles away It's twice as much reality when you're, Face to face with history Yeah its been a long trip, it made me flip now i'm crawling on your bedroom floor now i'm climbing up your bathroom wall and i search i search in this sh** i search for the eternal party is it in my head or is it in my bed? baby, please baby, I said baby is it here or is it there? what? the second door on the the third floor tell me more I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, I'm the Cosmic Ted spaced out of my head I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, And I'm equal to anyone I've met and I'm better than anyone you've met! I sing la la la la la la la la la well i just got back from the outer space, they call me the Flashing Psychedelic Kid cos i'm spaced out of my head you know it feels so good when i reappear, and its so sad to see yourself disappear, i disappear, when i disappear well its too bad....well, here i go again!