Supernatural Heaven's Sake
5-19-97
Har!
What am I gonna' do
Without my car
My shoes have got mileage
But I don't save the miles
They go to the sidewalk silohettes
With my imprints carved in you
What can I say
Is there really such a word as 'true'
You can be a smurf-guide
Or an appetizer on a Red Lobster plate
Yeah, I love the shrooms
They make me think of you
I'm trippin' now
I'm way too far
I need connection
I'm starving to death
And that's how it feels
When I try to drive
The car of Har without any wheels
Rigged on a girl
Whom I call a cigarette
I haven't seen her in weeks
But there still is Har, a wonder
An invented life I make
For supernatural heaven's sake.....
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