Shooting out a burning hole of a slow motion bridge
Riding like upon a trip train on the back of a...
Well I gotta get my way out one way or another
And if you wanna be my brother well I'll call you brother too
You just make it so hard to do
Uh oh
Well people I don't used to know
a Hollywood member now that they're gone
well I start a fog upon the sill
In my mind I'm on vacation
.... (guitar squeal!?)
Its way I'm okay
what I say it's okay
Us and them and a strange god
Everything and nothing at once defies the touch of you tonight
No one arrived
There ain't no way to sell this sight
No one let the people try
No one let the people try
Well no one let you take it alive
Alright
absolutely come around
up and down through to the town
when we were...
found a guitar underground
does it still make the sound of-
it was whistling
wind stations break away I'm afraid
I can't play the sound of vocation
cause I'm not standing in front of all stuff
well in my mind
I'm on vacation
Well everything and nothing at once is a time.....
No one arrived, there ain't no way to sell this sight
And no one let the people try
And no one let the people try
And no one let you take it alive