Moore had the floor he was looking to score 

jake was in the back trying to stay laid back 

i don't even know what we're doing here anymore 

i can't feel anything 

puked out the side of a moving van 

hayes had the shits and he missed the can 

marty and his wife got us settled into the tour 

thank god for them 



looked inside to a world within 

this time it's no easier than it's ever been 

mike brought a couple extra aspirin for the pain 

i'm jumping again 



cocaine coming from around the bend 

we'll be up all night to begin again 

we got seven hundred miles to be heaven sent 

for those broke kids 

they're bringin it 

sold three records for a bottle of gin 

we got a healthy dose of love so we'll be back to win 

a few more souls they'll be filing into the shows 

at least we hope 



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i want to believe in what i want to believe