On the Outside

Well it could be a green day in hell
Or we could never dance no more
And the thing that you're looking for,
It ain't on the outside
And maybe Saturn's off its orbit
And careening down to torch us
But the thing that you're looking for
It ain't on the outside

And I say, love, you're never gonna find it
Peace, you'll never find it
Strength, you'll never find it
If you're on the outside looking
Looking on the outside
On the outside looking for the secret
that is hiding within

And Salvador Dali's eyes,
They burn a hole right through your head
'Cause he knows what you're looking for,
It ain't on the outside
And Bob is smoking on his pipe
A beatific smile from his inner light
'Cause he knows what you're looking for
It ain't on the outside

And I say, love, you're never gonna find it
Peace, you'll never find it
Strength, you'll never find it
If you're on the outside looking
Looking on the outside
On the outside looking for the secret
that is hiding within

And Old King Cole was a merry old soul,
And a merry old soul was he
He called for his pipe and he called for his shoes
and he called for his fiddlers three
Yie di, de ditten di di... (vocal imitates the fiddlers)

Love, you're never gonna find it
No, you're never gonna find it
Peace, you'll never find it
If you're on the outside looking
Are you looking on the outside?
On the outside looking for the secret
That is hiding within?