You say it was this morning when you last saw your good friend
Lyin` on the pavement with a misery on his brain
Stoned on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hall
He only had a dollar to live on `til next Monday
But he spent it on some comfort for his mind
Did you say you think he`s blind?
Someone should call his parents, a sister or a brother
And they`ll come to take him back home on a bus
But he`ll always be a problem to his poor and puzzled mother
Yeah he`ll always be another one of us
He said he wanted Heaven but prayin` was too slow
So he bought a one way ticket on an airline made of snow
Did you say you saw your good friend flyin` low?
Flyin` low
Dyin` slow |
