In my mind I'm going to Carolina
Can't you just see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
And husband, if you don't turn up the heat I'm gonna be real quick
Cause I'm going to Carolina
I'm going to Carolina
I'm going to Carolina tonight on British Airways

Chains, now
Chains, yes
Chains, it seems like we're in
These days it feels to me
It feels to me
Underneath my feet, now in chains
Go here, follow the trail, he said to me
Poppa, speak to me
Follow that trail across your hill and dale
Across brainwaves
Chains, I feel we're in these days
Underneath my feet
I feel in and I not feel again

goes into Crucify