sad tomorrows

flying high in the friendly sky

without leaving the ground

rest of the folks are tired and weary

and have laid their bodies down

i go to the place where danger waits -

and its bound to forsake me. so stupid minded

but i go crazy

when i cant find it

in the morning i'll be alright my friends-

soon the night - will bring the pains again

flying hight in the friendly sky

without ever leaving the ground

aint seen nothing but trouble baby - paraphernalia is my name

theres a place where the feeling awaits me

self destructions in my hands

so stupid minded

but i go crazy

when i can find it

i know im hooked my friends

to the boy

who makes slaves out of men. ahhh yeah

i did the best i could

nobody understood

ahhh yeah

i did the best i could

nobody understood