I was born a millionairenAnd I'll die a billionnairenAnd the wind blows in the treesnOn my lands in TennesseennI speak my mystic feelings on the radionI flew up in the city, mythical BabylonnnIn my hideout I'm a fugitivenLike a kamikaze terroristnAnd the wind blows in the treesnWhat goes down is bound to secrecynnI speak my mystic feelings on the radionI flew up in the city, mythical BabylonnI speak my mystic feelings on the radionI flew up in the city, mythical BabylonnnSo you fall beneath my eyesnSo you fall beneath my eyesnSo you fall beneath my eyesnSo you fall beneath my eyesnnI speed you, out speed you, out speed you sonI speed you, out speed you, out speed you sonnI speak my mystic feelings on the radionI flew up in the city, mythical BabylonnI speak my mystic feelingsnI speak my mystic feelingsnI speak my mystic feelingsnI speak my...