If I can get amnesia,
See you with fresh brown eyes,
We can finally split up,
And stop bossing around.
If I can get amnesia,
If I can get amnesia,
If I can get amnesia,
I wouldn’t have to fake my death.
Start to getting somewhere, maybe,
Change my name to Peter Penacles,
Find love in Quito,
Making the fuck out of Logos.
Buy my own street car,
Specialize in beef huntings,
Be a man of the people,
Be a man of the people.
If I can get amnesia,
If I can get amnesia,
If I can get amnesia,
And see you again.