By Chickenfoot, Hey you!
Rio Grande crawling with desperation
Hard drugs linin' the gunny
By Chickenfoot, Is that that new thing, Joe?
It better be, huh?
Talk to
By Chickenfoot, I said, oh, watching
never heard it all
one by one, though
By Chickenfoot, Get it up
Down deep the circle
Round and round down below
Down
By Chickenfoot, Oh
Lost in a sea of memories
Learing to fly again
Morning comes
By Chickenfoot, Well, the sun's up, it's 6:30
Fell asleep with the TV
By Chickenfoot, If I were a healer, I’d use my hands
I'd put
By Chickenfoot, Oh well, a standing question
One more time again, yeah
Looking for
By Chickenfoot, Uh huh
Well, she got back and up front
She's everything any
By Chickenfoot, Got money, got fame
Fast cars and everything, yeah, whoo
I wanna
By Chickenfoot, You've got vision
Don't wait for somebody
One thought in your mind
Don't