fried day sliced and spliced

I'm walking out in a force ten gale

an' folks driving like maniacs like dey running from hell

caught in the intersection comin' round the bend

And yesterday's headlines blown by the wind

all that for nothing, i shrug and say it

Your voice is rattlin' on my window sill

mlk is crazy as all get out an' i don't play it

I feel like a moving target in a firing range

bag of tomatoes and st johnswort is all i can save
i found it, i found it, i found it but that's

Somewhere I'm not

de Esplanade she is a mighty good ride
and we're still having those hot times on the hawthorne bridge

Any fool can easy pick a hole I only wish I could fall in

$8? you gotta be kidding, what does it look like, i'm rich or something?

Somewhere I'm not

fuck this scam, i'm headin' back home,
spilling out the bar into the street,
no one can bear to mention the heat

The roof is pulling off by its fingernails
Somewhere I'm not

I'm walking out in a force ten gale

Somewhere I'm not, where i was?, where i will be?, but its

Somewhere I'm not