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                brother one of them


DIRTY JEANS

Day time soapies and night time
Trills, you see I got nothing
Better to do
Been in a ditch and I cant
Get out life is a shovel
Taking more out
I wanna get back to the true
Part of me living my life
Alternatively smoking my
Hash creativity
Stars and strips did it to me
Put me on hold so I'm gonna
Lay out my life its time to
Unfold to the true part
Of me smoking my hash
Creativity
Jewellery, whiskers, dirty jeans and
Oily hair no beer but brandy
Couldnt I see this what I have
Lost in me
So I got to get back to my roots
Back to the tree where the
seed first started my
Creativity
No mre TV head to the book
Guitar in hand the alternative
Look on a street corner
All dressy in grey see a yuppie
I mumble ho ray!
For I am me myself I am and
You are a robot with personality
Of sand
You dont have any feet and
yo're all blown away but I
Have my boots and guitar in hand
Yes its time to get back to
The true part of me
Smoking my hash creativity
Jewellery, whiskers and dirty jeans
Oily hair no beer but brandy
So it feels good because
I've made the step saving
My money for the India trip
Writing and thinking is my goal
Again I've started to get life
Back in hand
To get back the things you loose
Things you dont realise when
You're on the lazy cruise
No words of knowledge came
To my head I began to feel
Lost so thats why I fed
The Bronx India Egypt and thee
Creative places where I can see
Where whats really me
Its gonna be a good year for
Me to make travel money and
Poetry stay in shape of
Reality and get back in touch
Who is really me
Yeah gotta get back to the true
Part of me smoking my hash
Creativity
Jewellery whiskers dirty jeans
And oily hair no beer
But Brandy!