I Go Straight From Thinking About My

California Is Like A Beautiful Wild Kid On Heroin, High As A Kite And Thinking She's On Top Of The World, Not Knowing She's Dying, Not Believing It Even If You Show Her The Marks.

Let's Do It For Johnny

You Know A Guy A Longtime, And I Mean Really Know Him, You Don't Get Used To The Idea That He's Dead Just Overnight.

Greasers Will Still Be Greasers And Socs Will Still Be Socs. Sometimes I Think It's The Ones In The Middle That Are Really The Lucky Stiffs.

Even The Most Primite Societies Have An Innate Resepect For The Insane.