I'm going back to the pavement back to the pavement
Back to the pavement where I belong
Back to the pavement back to pavement
A paradox where every right equals wrong
Back to the pavement
Where bloody fables are sucked like cough drops
Listening to rave go back go back go back go back go back
I'm going back to the pavement
Back to the gutter trip
On your laces you run as you stutter
Back to the pavement back to the pavement
Where all the kids are made to hate one another
Back to the pavement where from the gable
You tripped and fell wrapping your head around the cables
Go back go back go back go back go back
Back to the pavement
Back to the alley
Back to the scum
And the slang speaking rally
Back to the buckets
Back to the cream
Back to the boy child inhaling his dreams
Back to the pavement
A brief engagement
Thanks for the memories still I can taste them
Go back go back go back go back go back
There was a time all I wanted to be was an angry young man with an outlet
Looking back now it was necessary with the old spice and squidgy brown hash
On further reflection there was freedom for me
In the old spice and squidgy brown hash
On further reflection it was necessary all the old spice and squidgy brown hash
Golden youth is upon me
Though I know it merely a loan
I drink coffee and write like a bastard
To discover how much I do own
I have known what it is to be fluid
I've been teacher then student then dunce
I have lived like a sage then a joker
I have pissed in life's glass bowl of punch
I am the fool who has been granted fortune
I'll stagnate then I'll thrive it goes on
I drink coffee and write like a bastard
In search of courage
In search of meaning
In search of song