Lyrics:

I aim at the first one wholl dare to stand still Oh Lord, youre tension is making me ill Youve got no friends in your home, youll got no family stone You cant go: Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip, Will gather round you with coke and pain The trees, aint no doubt about The seeds, I had no thought about No, Yeah Yeah Yeah Dont know why I cant locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you It makes no sense, your crying out loud, that I may love you This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you Dont let them closer to this secret... that I may love you Take em outa west, take em outa height, take em on a sweet ride Those little angels are numbered nine The colored TV once shined on desolation 15 Theyve got it! Yeah Yeah Yeah Bust em in the light, bust em in the light, BUST EM IN THE DAYLIGHT They aint worthy being named as thieves One of those shorties said hi up to the abbot who died The rebound, Yeah Yeah Yeah Dont know why I Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like I would rather heal your wounds now hear the dark gun punching out, that I may love you