I promise you that you will not need drugs to get this song I wrote in the 70s.
It is a drug in itself.
I went on an Icelandic pony ride and saw the most amazing waterfall in the world. At the bottom of the fall was a hot spring that threw steam up into the water bouncing, falling down from the fall.
I pretended that I was tripping on acid and thought about what would go through my head if I were peaking when I saw this. The result is this song.
The really weird part near the end became the theme song for Air Luxemburg for many years. I have no idea why.
I must credit B. Gislasson for creating the music that made my lyrics seem drug induced.
Now does that all above sound like I was trying to claim that I have never experimented?
Oh, well. Just experience it yourself.