Pothead Weird Bird
The secret of the man is his hard and toiled hands
And he's working all his days,all he ever thinks,
"It' right"
Oh,there's a time and place where you have to say,
"I'll never."
Oh but you still hear the words always
"Owe me,owe me,owe me,owe me,owe me."
Any second,any second
What you want to play,turn me on then turn me
Back away
I'll be quiet 'cause you caught me lying
What you got in store for me is overdead and
Simulated
It's all been said and done so I won't say no more
And there's another scene here coming down
It's holding me,reflecting on it
I'm crying,along with my dying,along with no
Triumph,fuck it
Oh,there's a time and place where you have to say,
"I'll never."
Oh but you'll still hear the words always
"Owe me,owe me,owe me,owe me,owe me."
I'm crying,along with my dying,along with no
Triumph,fuck it