There's lots of reefer in this old machine There's lots of people in my mind And if I stay out when the sun is gone Won't be afraid of what I'll find
There's lots of Jesuses in poetry There's lots of creatures in my bed
Why did you ask who when you know it's me We can't remember what was said
Can't keep the fire fed, so I can't stay stoked today
We come a long way but we still can't sleep Searching for fire in the night I always say I don't know anything But I still know what keeps me light
I tried to give you what you stole from me You were more comfortable with theft And here we are you're still approaching me Why can't you see there's nothing left?
You are a liar friend, so I've lost all hope today