The Dalai Lama says I'm perfect
But my daddy says I'm not
Growing up fast on American pipe dreams
Trips to the golden sun
Can I find a way out of my abstract mind?
Jesus and the pills never coincide
Kicking me while I'm down
Wandering blind twisted and twined
Lovers they lead me astray
Hugging Pacific coastal lines
To San Fransisco Bay
The voices tell me to lose myself
And mama thinks it's a shame
Sitting around in my thoughts all day
Dreaming my life away
Can I find a way out of my abstract mind?
Jesus and the pills never coincide
Kicking me while I'm down
Wandering blind twisted and twined
Lovers they lead me astray
Hugging Pacific coastal lines
To San Fransisco
Bay
