Rat girl sitting on the back seat as I go back to the temple in this dry town
He brought a cheat sheet but he won't need it
Feedback screamed but I screamed louder
Yaa
Spilled songs from the stage
Gone from glory we lacked time and fell out of place
One song for our lives
They won't thank us until we die
Front yard party, an unknown uncle of an unknown guy
And Peter, he won't say a word
After it all we'll smoke in the sacred place
Hoping they give us the time of day
Spilled songs from the stage
Gone from glory we lacked time and fell out of place
One song for our lives
They won't thank us until we die