Spun

Watching some flicks on a Saturday night
Reflecting on the days I was high as a kite
Saw a trippy movie I believe is called "Spun"
Reminded me of days rollin' under the sun
SF clubs and after parties at the Haight
Pretty white lines on a lil' silver plate
Blazin' Cali bud while cruising in my car
Haven't slept in days 'cause I was a rockstar
Dancing drum circles at Golden Gate Park
Hooking up with Tina before it gets dark
Chillin' with my letter friends E, G, and K
Hanging with those buddies gets me wired all day
That world was never ending almost like a big dream
But when I came down I just wanted to scream
Seeing shadow people was a living nightmare
Crashing down hard being paranoid and scared
Slurring my speech and crying over life
Many shattered dreams being cut by a knife
Always strung out and living like a bum
Promising myself that these days are fuckin' done
So now I'm in the desert going back to school
Learning from experience and trying to stay cool.



"It's hard to be funny when you're coming off of drugs."

- Rodney Dangerfield