Zebrahead - Chrome lyrics

Chrome revolution Microphone pollution Satellite days with a textbook solution Get back, slide off the track Like a lyric in a haystack Drunk off of crack Got my feet high Never figured out where the dogs lie Didn't mean to pry But the door was open Lucy in the sky With her red hair tokin' Do what you like Nothing lasts for ever So get on it before you think twice So you think your clever But everything worth while has got a price Money proof armor Makes my mind calmer Honey fully stacked in the back of the bomber Comin' out playin' on the backboard Say Like a deadweight scratch in the middle of the day Its a recline, not another decline It's the days and the nights in the back of your mind With a head change, everything is strange But I'd rather be a smokestack out on the range Do what you like [Repeat Chorus]