Spent 18 hours waiting stoned for space I spent the same 18 hours in the same damn place I`m on a road shaped like a figure 8 I`m going nowhere, but I`m guaranteed to be late You go out like a riptide You know that ball has no sides You`re an angel with an amber halo Black hair and the devil`s pitchfork Wind-up anger with the endless view of The ground`s colorful patchwork How have you been? [x2] How have you? [x2] I drove around for hours, I drove around for days I drove around for months and years and never went no place We`re on a pass, we`re on pass I stopped for gas, no (welcome?) place We paid for gas to drive around Around the Interstate 8 You go out like a riptide You know that ball has no sides You`re an angel with an amber halo Black hair and the devil`s pitchfork Wind-up anger with the endless view of The ground`s colorful patchwork How have you been? [x2] How have you? [x2]
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