I’m Outta Here
It was a cool time but bro, I gotta go.
I can’t go on anymore man.
It’s too dry, too hot,
I feel like my toes are melting
And the acid it sure ain’t helping.
God, the phoenix rose this morning
And Venus was shouting
HELP ME.
Bro, catch me when you get back,
I’ll be at home resting.
I figure two, three cars go by and I will be chilling
In a Suburban,
50 mile an hour dust in a covered wagon.
I wish I could make it to the Painted Desert
but I guess I’m dreamin
Good luck man,
Catch ya later.
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