Some seeds and dust that you got busted on (or "buzzed on")

Some seeds and dust, and you got Borstal!(*1)

Ah böwakawa poussé, poussé

Ah böwakawa, pussy pussy (*2)

Poor man dig my herb

Plowmen dig my earth

Obama self, don't wanna be
Obama self anymore

All by myself, don't wanna be,
all by myself anymore

Let's move before they raise the fucking rent

Let's move before they raise the parking rate

And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, he never got enough of that revolution stuff

And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, we never got it off on that revolution stuff

Gonna raise some kind of bet -or-  I'm gonna race some calf to bed

Gonna race some cat to bed

You try to defend that you are not the one to blame. But I'm finding it hard, my friend, when I'm in the belly ach of those angry eyes

.....But I'm finding it hard, my friend, when I'm in the deadly aim of those angry eyes

I'm adopted! (only when sung at 1:58)

Bites the dust, yeah!

I look out the window, but I can't see the sky, the air pollution is fucking up my eyes

I look out the window, but I can't see the sky, the air pollution is foggin' up my eyes

When I fight with Dorothy, Dorothy always wins

Well, I fight authority, authority always wins

The exodus is here, the happy war-gone years

The exodus is here, the happy ones are near

Maybe you're a rich fag Jew

Baby you're a rich man, too

I'm back inside her again    -and-
I'm riding, I'm loading up my pizza, I'm riding, I really want a pizza

I'm back in the saddle again   -and-
I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol, I'm riding, I really got a fistful

All the way the paperback was on my knees  -and- That Jo Jo's always on my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind

All the way the paper bag was on my knee    -and-
That Georgia's always on my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my mind

Hiding under bed sheets, hiding under bed sheets  -or-   High on the bed sheets.....

Hiding on the backstreets

There's a bathroom on the right

There’s a bad moon on the rise

And then he'll settle down, in a quiet little town

And then he'll settle down, there's a quiet little town

Well your 19, that's the truth with your coat full of egos

Well you're an untamed youth,
that's the truth with your cloak full of eagles

Bob Bob Bob Bob Bob for rent  -or-Bomb bomb bomb bomb bomb Iran

Ba ba ba ba ba barann

I'll never leave your pizza burnin'

I'll never be your beast of burden

It's another good bust and another good frame

It's another goodbye to another good friend

All without beginning

Only the beginning

Spoken words at begining: Not even yet
- and -
That's alright, I know your sister's up the tree

No, leave it, yeah (**See notes on this below)
-and-
That's alright, I know your sister, too

Wrapped up like a douche and then I roll her in the night

Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night