I woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
The Earth was a turning ball of fire.
Satan and the Pilgrims had wiped the scene,
And I became their twisted gun for hire.
Don't let 'em getcha, boy, now use your head,
the lights they're coming 'round again.
"Run like a demon, boy," is what they said,
and then began to count from one to ten.
So now I'm tryin' to get out of the city.
You know where I can be found:
The beaten side of town...
Won't never let you down.
I woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
The Earth was a burning ball of fire.
I crawled right inside the spaces in-between,
A miracle of science to admire
But everybody knows the way the story goes:
She'll love you once and leave you once again.
The wind sends a shiver from your head to toes,
Whispers that you've reached your living end
So now I'm tryin' to get out of the city.
You know where I can be found:
The beaten side of town...
Don't never let me down.
I woke up this morning from a crazier dream:
The Earth was a churning ball of fire.
The Dragunovs were sniping
as I swam upstream,
And then I saw a temple with a spire
There was a sign saying "Welcome all you deists, agnostics, and Buddhists, Muslims and Christians, Caucasians, junkies and wrecker-heads, blue-lights and deadbeats, homos and heteros and Negroes and down-lows,
Speed-freaks and tweakers, pimps without sneakers, the handy the pure and the atheist Nehru, and the peoples from countries in far-away places, stupid ideas that the public embraces."
We all were invited with mostly resignation
But that was only a dream...
The beaten side of town,
And now I'm goin' down.
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