Me and Bobbie McGee's
Cousin
Named Umphrey's
Went to New Years
with organic Darjeeling
coursing through the barrier
where the blood meets the brain.
There was no need for more
from the man in the gold suit--
we were already there
third eye shaking
Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights above the stage
Surrendering we closed our sage
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
25 or 6 until there was more
Staring blindly into space
Getting up to shut my case
Wanting just to stay awake
Wondering how much I can fake
Should I try to do some lore
25 or 6 until there was more
Feeling like I ought to sleep
Spinning room is sinking deep
Searching for something to say
Waiting for the break of day
25 or 6 until there was more
"25 or 6 to 4" :-)
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