|
You say there's nothing wrong |
|
With the lessons that your learning |
|
The school of the streets |
|
You'll kick next year |
|
Skateboarding hollywood and vine |
|
Yeah |
|
You're a spaced out face in a crowd |
|
You're 17 and shooting |
|
The cars slow down to check you out |
|
And your tattered freak flag flies |
|
For sale, your habit |
|
Where to? let's go! |
|
I know |
|
Out on the internet tonight |
|
Deals made |
|
Between the strangers |
|
In green lights |
|
No names |
|
No touch no feel humanity |
|
You and your suicide life |
|
In a cardboard mansion sleeping |
|
Out there just beneath the freeway |
|
On a broken bottle carpet |
|
Snoring now |
|
The lord of the universe |
|
Yeah |
|
A hippie called john henry |
|
A burnt out acid tripper |
|
Yeah yeah yeah |
|
A symbol and a brush stroke |
|
And a barstool for a throne |
|
Encino, jerusalem |
|
Angel, dust and blow |
|
I know |
|
Out on the interstate tonight |
|
Hell's angels |
|
And poet cops alright alright |
|
New names |
|
And tie dyed blissed out humanity |
|
You and your suicide life |
|
Suicide life |
|
Yeah baby |
|
Have a nice day |
|
At the heart of all this darkness |
|
You got a crush on venus big time |
|
Nodding out into a wet dream |
|
The strangers take you |
|
They take you |
|
The slave trade sister rapes you |
|
I know |
|
Out on the interstate tonight |
|
Hell's angels |
|
And poet cops alright alright |
|
New names |
|
And tie dyed blissed out humanity |
|
Oh no |
|
You live in real time |
|
Kings the knife |
|
You and your suicide life |
|
Suicide life |
|
Hell's angels |
|
And poet cops alright |
|
Spare change and have a nice day |
|
I believe you're here to stay |
|
Yeah |
|
Have a nice day |
|
I believe your here to stay |
|
Come home |
|
Come home baby |
|
I think you're here to stay |
|
Time to come home |
|
Hippie called john henry |
