Sleeping on the cold ground
Stealing what ain't been found
Don't care whats in his bag
He'll wear your suit man
And he'll ask you for a drag
Scrape the floor and ask for more
Screaming in the middle of the day
Howling so they stay away
Don't care its the way he smiles
It makes you stare
While he piles and he piles
Break the door
And ask for more
In between
You couldn't help Eugene
He seemed
So hard to compel
Kerosene
And his friend mescaline
Couldn't dream
That they'd pedal out of hell
Solid gold
Underneath
Seven fold
Dive in deep
In between
You couldn't help Eugene
He seemed
So hard to compel
Kerosene
And his friend mescaline
Couldn't dream
That they'd pedal out of hell
Solid gold
Underneath
Seven fold
Dive in deep
