Fillmore Jive

(专辑： Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain - 1994)

Hey lady, what do you need?
Do you think you'd like to come and bleed with me?
I'd like to invite you to a taste of my chalice
It's a special one, it's made of gold

Passed out on your couch, you left me there, thank you
Let me sleep it off, I need to sleep it off
I need to sleep, why don't you let me?
I need to sleep, why don't you?
I need to sleep, I need to sleep
I need to sleep, I need to sleep, why won't you let me?
I need to sleep, I need to sleep
I need to sleep, I need to sleep, why won't you, why won't you let me sleep?

The jam kids on their vespas and the glum looks on their faces
The street is full of punks, they got spikes
See those rockers with their long, curly locks, goodnight to the rock and roll era
'Cause they don't need you anymore, little girl, boy, girl, boy

Their composures are so distracted, Jasper's skinny arms
And the dance faction, a little too loose for me
Every night it's straight and narrow, laws are broken, amusing era
Round and round and round she goes

Pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
When they pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
Their throats are filled with