I'm going out to big plains
To see the spirits rise
Out tonight to watch them

Do their thing

If you're coming out with big plains

To find some paradise
Well there's nothing
Here to do but limboing


And some went back
They couldn't face the black

So they're going back today
With their personal things


I couldn't go back
I didn't have the knack
Yeah, so I'll be staying on with my personal things

I'll be staying on with my personal things

Well they call this a life I live

On ninety-sixth floor
And they call it a life he lives
That's a guy next door


Life on the mighty brick tiers
I tried on the ninety-sixth floor

Mighty brick tiers
Ninety-sixth floor
Something had to give


Why is it so hard to live?
It's just so hard to make things (x2)


Why is it so hard to live?
It's just so hard to make things out


Well I have a suggestion
As you bark your querying

Well there ain't no congestion
On a dark Hyperion


In the ni- ni- ni- ni- night
In the ni- ni- ni- ni- night
Oh no congestion

On a dark Hyperion
Why why why why?


Why is it so hard to live?
It's just so hard to make things (x2)
Why is it so hard to live?

It's just so hard to make things out

Well I'll tell you my philosophy

Things must have been grand
Way back in the old country
In a younger land


Yeah, now I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait to see them rise

Oh I can hardly wait yeah
For it to materialize


Oh, I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait yeah
I can hardly wait to see them rise


They're so hard to make out (x2)