Sitting on the dock of the bay, wastin time. But, hey hey im a Monkee & i always like to monkey around. But you know, thats my generation baby. So, oh dear Dad, can you see me now? I am myself like you somehow. But , Im gonna put a hole in my T.V. set, I dont wanna grow up. So 4-6-3, an X an O and i cant of a better way to end the day. Because, Im waiting on an angel, one to carry me home. So roll it up, light up it, inhale exhale. Cuz you know where you are? Your in the jungle baby, you gonna die. So walk on home boy, cuz Its the Same in the end. But destroy My sweater, pull my thread as i walk away. The ultimate in vanity, exploiting their supremacy, I cant believe the things you say. And it was all because I was crawling through a festival way out West, I was thinking about love & the acid test, At first i got real dizzy with a real rockin gang. But I am Passenger, as shes buying a Stairway to Heaven.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 16:03:15 +0000
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