you really know how to pull those strings,
for a minute ago i was almost ready…
thoughts were gettin’ heavy of breakin’ bones and levees
and maybe i’d be missed, or they’d just keep moving steady.
and it’s all feeling a little crazy fast and scary, baby.
this ain’t a bowl of cherries lady, drive a little slower, daisy.
do you remember the eighties when y’all put away your hankies,
your tie die and your deep highs and put on the gucci bowties.
and rose up to the high rise, to the blue skies losing blue as each plane flies.
no more bong rips or acid trips, reaching out to friends with tongues and lips,
now you’re measuring hips, through the channels you flip to find meaning,
this is meaning this is meaning this is meaningful.
well free love is still free with a small fee, and for a limited time only.
