Mescaline Lyrics

Robert Francis Mescaline

Mescaline in the sun.
You try so hard, to find someone.
I used to be a hero.
Blood on my saddle.
Fight in every battle.
I used to be alone.

You shoot up.
Then you go to class.
It’s funny how nobody asks.
‘Cause all your teachers love you.
Everybody loves you.
Everybody loves you the same way that I do.
What a wonderful world we live in.

You’re a love disaster, your heart beats faster, when it’s with mine.
You’re a likely story, morning glory on the vine.

There are holy ghosts pushing past the tide.
They let me know, every time you cry.
You’re burning in some back seat, burning in some room.
Burning is the one thing that you should know how to do.

But I can’t put out a fire when it looks like you.
You didn’t do the same when I asked you to.
What a wonderful world we live in.

You’re a love disaster, your heart beats faster, when it’s with mine.
You’re a likely story, morning glory on the vine.