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You say there's nothing wrong
With the lessons that your learning
The school of the streets
You'll kick next year
Skateboarding Hollywood and Vine
Yeah
You're a spaced out face in a crowd
You're 17 and shooting
The cars slow down to check you out
And your tattered freak flag flies
For sale, your habit
Where to? Let's go!
I know
Out on the Internet tonight
Deals made
Between the strangers
In green lights
No names
No touch no feel humanity
You and your suicide life
In a cardboard mansion sleeping
Out there just beneath the freeway
On a broken bottle carpet
Snoring now
The Lord of the universe
Yeah
A hippie called John Henry
A burnt out acid tripper
Yeah yeah yeah
