Pothead - Y-Road | Текст песни

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I guess it's up to me now

Alice and stained glass, broke the sun to crystalize
School yards and helicopters, napalm for the rest of
My life

Oh, where's that at allIt's on the Y-Road
I want the feeling not to end,
Keep up, keep up, keep up
No way that I can get there now, to the Y-Road

Dharma and stereo, The Who would always decide
My house, 60 minutes, color TV to black and white

Oh, where's that at allIt's on the Y-Road
I hope that feeling never ends
Keep up, keep up, keep up, keep up,
Keep up, keep up, keep up
Oh, where's that at all It's on the Y-Road
I hope that feeling never ends
Keep up, keep up, keep up
No way that I can get there now,to the Y-Road

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