From the smog filled boring life He's looking at himself in a mirror It's just a day, now waves are high times Oh, rude your mind Searchin' for just one good life, cop him Now mama
Crazy about nervous breakdown The aroma of outlaws Hey boy, can't help livin' it up Crazy for a throw dance The aroma of outlaws Please, nowhere to drop
Sometime he stays with a glass pipe Don't you know that midnight turns to daylight Rubbing his eyes, crushed to a dreamer will rise again Searchin' for just one good life, cop him Now mama
So come and get up on your feet Feel the rhythm and beat Free me! So come, so come Inflame suspicions of the quiet common life
