Welcome to this groove you can move right
Weâre gonna take you higher (higher)
Not caught in the quagmire (mire)
I canât survive on the stupid 9 to 5
Iâd rather be poor writinâ tunes livinâ on a commune
Kickinâ it with my brothers (brothers)
And significant others (others)
Life in pursuit of only money we think its funny
The only thing that money it could ever bring for me
Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now
Trips for my family
The only thing I love is freedom
The people around me I need âem
Iâd like to buy the world coat but like I said I said
You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth
Myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th whack
A Coney Island of the mind itâs mine
I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine
Loco holmes I stroll because Iâm thinkinâ
A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon
Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it
Ta-ta-ta Travelinâ head spinninâ from the medicine
Illusions fadinâ out and cominâ on again
Unwind your mind then find entire minutes
Abstract the tract of sight day breakinâ in it
Doles out my share of the world, ocean, and sun
Rising with whirling motion
Yea
I fought, kicked, and screamed my way to getting born
Now I feel warm and I say come on the night wonât save anyone
Wonât you roam weâve grown so we can let again
Iâm so selected oh white foam the travellinâ
Weâre here, weâre breathing and we wanna keep out blood running
So weâre gonna keep gunning to the next homecoming
I like to boogie to the bang (he said come up) bang boogie
Say jump the boogie to the bang bang come on
