everything was based upon getting high, it was all we thought we had
literally, we never thought we held any individual promise
all we had was make shift imagination we were so lost, we never
could be anything, and the world was just the world without our doing
so we spent all our extra cash on drugs to get high and feel less than
inferior
had some magic once when I looked in your eyes and I searched for some spark
So farewell so so long, I'll kiss you and you'll be gone.
And all we know, and all we were ever about for all that we knew
was never about anything we'd be ever sure to become.
And so good bye, good bye, we just fell
never knowing what could be possible
listening to Captain Beefheart and acting like we were Edgar Allen Poe.
Want you please speak to me in the 60's
In far out psychedelic rhymes
Take a ride beside the blacklight
On the Velvet Underground
Wake me up with the Strawberry Alarm Clock
Serving incense and peppermints in bed
Fixing a hole where the rain gets in
As the 60's flood my head
Walk with me through Asbury
With a flower child in hand
Listening to the groovy tunes
Of Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band
Hang out with the hippies
Before Monterey goes pop
As they fly like butterflies
At the moment the acid drops
Want you please speak to me in the 60's
In the innocence of peace and love
Back then we all had our share
But is there ever really enough?