jeremiah weed

poor jeremiah

his body is broken

lying in the alley where he fell. his head is racing home

to the hill of california

poor jeremiah weed. he's got his friends

he's got his devices

he got no need for you. no need for sympathy

no need for surprises

poor jeremiah weed. well i know

when it comes to those

the paint he laid down never fade

i hope jeremiah knows

that's the way it goes

the son will find no shame upon him

poor jeremiah

seven pockets stuffed with empty

people walking everywhere

but no one says a word. he's tried killing time

but it won't sit still

poor jeremiah weed. well i know

when it comes to those

the paint he laid down never fade

i hope jeremiah knows

that's the way it goes

the son will find no shame upon him. poor jeremiah

all hail the holy roller

a winner in the city

make you think you're in hell

it's hard to believe

he was laughing at you

poor jeremiah weed

oh

poor jeremiah weed. oh poor jeremiah weed. poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah weed

poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah weed

poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah

poor jeremiah weed