In my past I envisioned the stars resisting prison bars Contemplate the great escape plus a mission to Mars Cause when that copper shut the door on the cell I would sit there till the morning had fell I would rhyme in the corridors and corners of Hell I was mad you could normally tell I fell down the strawberry well Unabsorbed by the ordinary world I would have to take at least two trips through the strawberry fields But there were two paths and one where you could surely be killed Then began to begin feeling poorly and ill Those before me, the ones who would normally chill Were scoring more pills than squallers in Sao Paulo Brazil Cause acid days, crashing waves, a fascinating phase That was massive in his day like Ronnie and Reggie Kray But time passed on its merrily way And now I look back through memory lane At the pleasure and pain and I never do it ever again No I never do it ever again Now I look back through memory lane At the pleasure and pain and I never do it ever again
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I drank the cup till I sobered up I wrote a fresh new verse and my mind opened up I focused up toward the sun and I soaked it up Memories smoke and dust, there’s hope for us