Captain Beefheart, His Magic Band - Frownland lyrics

My smile is stuck
I cannot go back to your Frownland

My spirit's made up of the ocean
And the sky and the sun and the moon
And all my eyes can see
I cannot go back to your land of gloom
Where black jagged shadows
Remind me of the coming of your doom
I want my own land
Take my hand and come with me
It's not too late for you if
It's not too late for me to find my homeland
Where a man can stand by another man
Without an ego flying with no man lying
And no one dying by an earthly hand
Let the devils burn and the beggar learn
And the little girls that live
In those old worlds take my kind hand

My smile is stuck
I cannot go back to your Frownland
I cannot go back to your Frownland