Pothead Madness
Long been waiting for the midnight train
Gonna catch a little piece of the madness
You could never touch it with your boring life
Gonna give yourself a little cheap thrill
The time you want to spend on the fire of desire
That takes you there
Change it all around from your normal day
Gonna give yourself a deaf treat
Get down and you'll know,no heart and no soul
You wander the place,no less,let's make it up
And never gonna take us down,we'll make it to hell
Long been running to the midnight heat
Gonna try a little piece of the truck stop
A dive little hole in a nowhere place
You're gonna make a little deal today
You park your car by the phone booth
You sit and waitin' for the buyer
A chrome plate gun flashes in your face
Your habit gonna take your life away
No down and no up,no bucks,fresh out of luck
Only doing my days,oh the games up
Don't want to look forward,the pain of breaking
You never want the sinking to find you,
You run away
You hide 'til night,broke and thinkin'
What things to sell,you're going to steal
Long been running from the badland place
Gonna keep a little piece of debris
You can never hush it,that chunk of your past
Gonna keep it all hidden away
'Cause the time you try again you're going to
Sink into the madness
You can never touch it,that piece of a thrill
You got to keep it all hidden away
No down and no up,you're fresh out of luck
No heart and no soul,oh no
The place,no less,no more,no less,no more
We're taking to hell,taking to hell
Taking to hell,take us to hell
