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letra de the drug suite - stew

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[part one]

wasn’t that me in the electric chair?
and isn’t it true i spent two days there?
see, my friends’ folks, they were out of town
so we bought a sheet, and we all got down

and every song sounded
like an angel’s choir
my edges were rounded
i had wings of fire
soaring through the sky
i must have been high
i must have been high
sitting on the balcony
watching the rail rust
slipping through my fingers
like angel dust

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

now, didn’t we vow to live in a tree
while staring at static on the tv
and when she said, i am a bird
(i am a bird…)
i hung on tight, and drank every word

and everything mattered
it’s so different now
the ashes were scattered
we moved on somehow
never asking why
i must have been high
i must have been high
sitting on the balcony
watching the rail rust
slipping through my fingers
like angel dust

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

i must have been high

(slip through my fingers
just like angel dust
slip through my fingers
just like angel dust)

[part two]

there’s champagne in the bathtub party
of c-ked-up debutantes
they like having me around
i’m here to house the haunt

outside on the patio
the libations flow like song
but the explanation’s wrong
and the nine-foot, two-inch bong

but i am in the vestibule
examining the rug
’cause i’m not on a drug
i’m not on a drug

now, there’s a [unknown]
p-ss the peace pipe all around
they’re grooving to that sound
that psychedelic, backwards merry-go-round!

and in the kitchen, we can’t mention
what the mothers are drinking
are they drunk? stinking?
and at the boys they’re winking

i know this is a happening party
and i don’t want to make you yawn, my darling
but i’m not on a drug
i’m not on a drug
i really wish i was right now, believe me
i didn’t wanna tell ’cause you might tease me

and in the toilet, there’s a boy
letting someone thread his needle
with hair just like a beatle
i’m not one to meddle

this really is a lovely party
the guests are erudite and arty
but i’m not a drug
i’m not on a drug

i could be the guest that you regret
let me let you in on my big secret
i’m not on a drug
i’m not on a drug
didn’t wanna tell ’cause you might tease me
i really wish i was right now
believe
me
that psychedelic, backwards merry-go-round!

[part three]

we took a trip for the first time
in a bug on
arlington hill
hip-to-hip
shoulder-to-shoulder
radio blast
in everyone’s ears
i saw you there
in the rear view
choking on smoke
and trying to be cool

if you should head for the ceiling
close both your eyes, then you’ll see everything
’cause suddenly, there is a meaning
arlington hill helped me see everything

adams and crenshaw is beautiful
and we are
laughing in the sun
we parachute into church
so we can sing before
practice is done
when we raise our voice
stoned angels weep
i can feel the holy ghost
creepin’ up on me

and suddenly, there is a meaning
arlington hill helped me see everything
and suddenly, there is a meaning
and everything’s alright
everything’s alright
everything’s alright
i know that
everything’s alright
i know that
everything’s alright
everything’s alright
everything’s alright
everything’s alright

- stew

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