Versuri 03. Deep Kick

It started when we were little kids 
Free spirits but already tormented by our own hands 
Given to us by our parents, we got together 
And wrote on desks and slept in laundry rooms near snowy mountains 
 
And slipped through whatever cracks we can find 
Minds altered, we didn't falter 
In portraying hysterical and tragic characters 
In a smog filled universe 
 
We loved the dirty city and the journeys away from it 
We had not yet been or seen our friends, selves 
Chase tails round and round in downward spiral 
Leaving trail of irretrievable vital life juice behind 
 
Still the brothers blood comrades partner family cuss 
Was impenetrable and we lived inside it laughing with no clothes 
And everything experimental 'til death was upon us 
In our face mortality and lots of things seemed futile then 
 
But love and music can save us and did 
While the giant gray monster grew more poisoned and volatile around us 
Jaws clamping down and spewing ugly shit around 
Nothing is the same so we keep moving, we keep moving 
 
Went off and got some hair cuts 
Looking wild and got all drugged up 
Hopped a train into the night 
Got a ride with a the transvestite 
 
Two boys in San Francisco 
Two boys in San Francisco 
Blasted off in another bathroom 
Those coppers woke us up 
Motherfuckers woke us up 
 
Two young brothers on a hover craft 
Telepathics, love and belly laughs 
 
Storm the stage of Universal 
Slim shine talk box go subversal 
Papa's proud and so he sent us 
Pounding hearts full and relentless 
 
Two boys in London, England 
Two boys in London, England 
Climbing out of hostel windows 
Wearing gear so out but in though 
Come on kid and do the no, no 
 
Two young brothers on a hover craft 
Telepathics, love and belly laughs 
 
Oh shit 
Oh shit 
 
We went to Fairfax High School 
Jumped off buildings into their pools 
We'd sit down, grease at Canters 
Run like hell they can't catch us 
 
Two boys in L.A. proper 
Two boys in L.A. proper 
Stealin' anything that we could 
Gotta sneak into the Starwood 
Gotta peak into the deep good 
 
I remember ten years ago 
In Hollywood, we did some good 
And we did some real bad stuff 
But the Butthole Surfers said it's better to regret 
Something you did than something you didn't do 
 
We were young and we were looking 
Looking, looking for the deep kick 
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go