Powder Junkie
Jealous of the Birds
[Verse 1]
And you're so fresh with your pale dark bliss
Those blackjack eyes and tambourine hips
Walked right out of an acid trip
Got a corkscrew mind
And the sweetest grip
[Verse 2]
Take me to the gig where the music's loud
And you can feel the electricity in the crowd
Oriental lillies blooming in my head
With all the little nothings that I could have said
[Verse 3]
Powder junkie, spider monkey, swim in the sea
Crushed like a grape under possibility
You're so fresh with your pale dark bliss
Those blackjack eyes and tambourine hips