Welcome (2)

Welcome to this groove you can move right We’re gonna take you higher (higher) Not caught in the quagmire (mire) I can’t survive on the stupid 9 to 5 I’d rather be poor writin’ tunes livin’ on a commune Kickin’ it with my brothers (brothers) And significant others (others) Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny The only thing that money it could ever bring for me Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now Trips for my family The only thing I love is freedom The people around me I need ‘em I’d like to buy the world coat but like I said I said You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth Myself my birthday happens to land on April 12th whack A Coney Island of the mind it’s mine I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine Loco holmes I stroll because I’m thinkin’ A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it Ta-ta-ta Travelin’ head spinnin’ from the medicine Illusions fadin’ out and comin’ on again Unwind your mind then find entire minutes Abstract the tract of sight day breakin’ in it Doles out my share of the world, ocean, and sun Rising with whirling motion Yea I fought, kicked, and screamed my way to getting born Now I feel warm and I say come on the night won’t save anyone Won’t you roam we’ve grown so we can let again I’m so selected oh white foam the travellin’ We’re here, we’re breathing and we wanna keep out blood running So we’re gonna keep gunning to the next homecoming I like to boogie to the bang (he said come up) bang boogie Say jump the boogie to the bang bang come on