I'm not offended if you call me "Bum"
Cause life's a bitch, you know, and I've had me some
A guilty conscience is never on my mind
Cause I get by, I get high, most of the time
Don't open your door, don't look out the window baby
I might walk by
And if you se me on my way, shufflin'
Don't look me in the eye
Cause you don't want me in your life
Yeah, you better lock those doors up tight
'Fore I come inside, turn on the TV
And head on upstairs for a bite
Yeah, I see you candy covered jukebox and your
Mystery ship is my delight
Time lies motionless in infinity
Brought on by a high carbon plant
Mixture -- instantaneous
Gypsy Kings, you keep on roaming' down your path
And Gridley police, keep your radar off my back
Shine on Crazy Diamond, and all of that jazz
Keep your hope out on the sidewalk, make me laugh
Right out loud
