While the music played you worked by candel light. Those San Fransisco nights. You were the best in town. Just by chance you crossed a diamond with a pearl, Then turned it on the world. That's when you turned your world around. Did you feel like Jesus? Did you realize that you were a champion in their eyes?
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene But yours was kitchen clean Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolour motorhome Every A-frame had your number on the wall You must have had it all You'd go to LA on a dare and you'd go it alone Could you live forever Could you see the day Did you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away
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Now your patrons have all left you in the red Your low rent friends are dead This life can be very strange All those day-glo freaks who used to paint their face They've joined the human race, some things will never change Son you were mistaken You are obsolete, look at all the white men on the street.
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Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail Those test tubes and the scales, just get it all out of here Is there gas in the car ? Yes there's gas in the car I think the people down the hall know who you are Careful what you carry Cause the man is wise You are still an outlaw in their eyes
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