Sixty Watt Shaman - Seed Of Decades

I had the feeling I was carrying my head in my hands Feet like a mile away and I could barely stand Seemed I'd lost my way once again Green absinthe at the liquor store to ask for direction, alright Direction... A little bit of... Direction... Gotta get some Hours later west side at the tattoo shop Somethin' 'bout a bottle of pills and black tooth shots The soothsayer said a prayer and sent me out on my way Seeds in hand I made the land with a swagger off into the gray, alright Direction... A little bit of... Direction Gotta get some I had the feeling I was underneath the light of the sun Sowing seeds across the Great Union Now they grow, now we know somehow we've freed our minds And we enjoy the fruit of these, an alchemy divine, alright Direction... A little bit of... Direction... Gotta get some Be my mama, save my soul Fill my lungs with rock and roll Smoke, my mama, smoke the bowl Seed of decades rock and roll Seed of decades Seed of decades