Hometown Gypsy

Drivin up the coast To find a version of the truth Left the backdoor swinging Like a dirty little sleuth The truth is I have never Felt half this alive Now its time to dance Upon the grave called 45 Jacked up on some Kerouac And surely bullet proof The girl who taught me what to do Was missing her front tooth Gentle as a storm Inside your mental health I wanna find the answer But I just cant find myself I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey lets run around The great escape From out of my hometown Later I would look for love Inside a womans dorm A couch to keep me humble And her breath to keep me warm Ophelia was the girl That I was feeling for Come to realize It was me who was the whore A captain lost himself Inside a 40 year old skull The drink of choice was knowledge And we always wanted more Drunken sailors Seeking their Geronimo Instead they found the things That they really didnt wanna know I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey lets run around The great escape From out of my hometown Country roads Would never let me stay The way I played Inside of yesterday A devils growl and cats meow Were blended into one Termites called suburbanites Were eating all the fun A juggernaut of comedy And blasphemy I wanna stop the madness But I think it has to be I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey lets run around The great escape From out of my hometown Country roads Would never let me stay The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey lets run around The great escape From out of my hometown