beach on the moon (recycled lyrics)

i got a freeway in mind

let go of my head

walk down my line better be sure you'll be dead

you get up on top

these days you gotta a be a low-life drifter so

slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase

get your damn hands off of my land

why don't you sock me and get off of my street

cus i scared you out of your own shoes

now i'm gonna tie'em together and hang'em on a wire

til its junkies for hire

and i got a hunchback