There in Stella Vista, we'll spend out days
Pumping all pistons in reverse phase
Drink from the fountain and throw in a dime
This is the mountain that you must climb, climb every time

In Stella Vista, we'll spend out nights
Covered in blisters and neon lights
Don't need a pastor, won't misbehave
Won't be the master, ain't gonna slave, slave to the grave

There in Stella Vista, we'll spend our lives
Shaming our sisters and swapping wives
Drink from the fountain and throw in a dime
This is the mountain that you must climb, climb every time