a living, playing on my SG Gibson, tending bar and sometimes selling herb. We live like serfs, in this new feudal land; we pay the bills and fight the
the wind, the rain that keeps fallin' And I feel a river rushin' in between you and me And you keep on lookin' for something that's not lost And I wish
and my old 45's gotta reform the band, without you I'm here and you're there and I'm as happy as I'll ever be so hand my my inhaler and walk a little
me how this thing works (x2) When it make me rich, when it make me glad When it make me love for all humanity When it keep my poor and aching heart
sunrise in the land of milk and honey she says "My little bunny is this all that there is?" Well sunrise in the land of southern idols Lines and hotel
and you finally bring that girl home. You put a little Captain Beefheart on the stereo and you disconnect the phone. (Hood) Then I show up drunk and
Come on, turn on, tune in drop out with me Baby you need a break so let's just run away Well I'm tired of coding perl, tired of VBA Maggie throw your
a light And we all shine a light we will all shine a light Like Younus Kahn for Pakistan We will all shine a light Kings and queens of lotus land we
Jesus Christ it's hot out here But i'm the lucky mother tip of the spear Give me water and cannon fodder Get me outta this stinking CHU I been thru
you were bored and on to the next big thing I could be wrong, I could be right You and I are so much alike The devil tryin to keep us far apart Now I was stoned and