Wild Eyed {live)

Well wild eyed with wonder, she's no place to go
Hangs out with the raunchy boys, she loves to steal the show
Kicks off the daydreams, red-tape lonely blues
Drinks & smokes, rants & raves, and forgets about the news

Lights go down, bottles rung dry
She'll stop & shine you with those sad blue eyes
Trouncin' past the time, desolation seems to fade
And I'm not so sure, we haven't got it made

The lights go down, the bottles wrung dry
She'll stop and shine ya, with those sad blue eyes
Trouncin' past the time, the desolation seems to fade
I'm really not so sure, we haven't got it made
I'm not so sure we haven't got it may dayed

The sweet smell of sinsemilla, up on the hill, where no one can see ya
Holdin' on to our precious youth, doin' our best to avoid the truth
You know one of these days, our future's only full of memories

The lights go down, the bottles wrung dry
She'll stop and shine ya, with those sad blue eyes
Trouncin' past the time, the desolation seems to fade
Well I'm not so sure, we haven't got it made
I'm not so sure we haven't got it may dayed
Take it away

Some people point their fingers at society
Some people just point their fingers at me
One things for sure, it's an endless void
I've got my reasons to be paranoid

Is there any right
Is there any wrong
What's wrong for livin' for ten cents & a song
But the whip comes down

Well wild eyed with wonder, she's no place to go
Hangs out with the raunchy boys, she loves to steal the show
Kicks off the daydreams, red-tape lonely blues
Drinks & smokes, rants & raves, and forgets about the news

The lights go down, the bottle's rung dry
She'll stop & shine you with those sad blue eyes
Trouncin' past the time, the desolation seems to fade
I'm not so sure, we haven't got it made
I'm not so sure, we haven't got it made
Die for me babe



Credits
Writer(s): Bedlam Rovers
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