I'm in the can, man, man.
I'm in the can, man.
You came on the wind,
Stepped off a rainbow,
Promising nothing--
Promising everything to me
And to those who'd believe.
You came from the world,
Swept off the ocean,
Telling those lies and
Promising everything to me
If I'd only believe.
You struggled inside
To move all directions,
Forfeiting nothing--
Forfeiting everything you had:
All divided and sad.
You play with your mind.
You try to be changeless,
Omitting nothing--
Blinded to everything you see
And refuse to believe.
INST ((electric guitar))
I'm in the can, man, man.
I'm in the can, man.
REPEAT & FADE
© (04/13) 1990 Big Apple PubCo. (p) 1990 National Records Inc.
From the collection, Fools Rush In, DXSB-749.