Pothead Y-road
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 all?It'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 all?It'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