We called it this - he called it that
But never what it was
We called it shit - we called it grass
That’s the way it was
He took it once - just for the thrill
He’d bought a ticket to ride
We laughed about - the jokes he told
He was one of the boys
Hey, what a guy - he used to be
When he was sober and dry
Smoky nights - gloomy lights
He was high as a kite
When he turned into the demon
No way to calm it down
Just like a jekyl and hide
He wasn’t bulletproof - he shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof - it’s destination underground
Too many journeys - on acid trains
Too many trips - on the astral plane
Danced with lucy in the sky
On a cloud of ecstasy
Too late to stop him now
Even sacrifice his mother
Turn against his only friend
To reach the ultimate high
He wasn’t bulletproof - shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof - it’s destination underground
Bulletproof - the chief is your medicine-man
No man is bulletproof - he’s gonna drug you down
He thought that he could fly
That he could reach the sky
But he went up too high - oh, so high
He kissed the ground - goodbye
He wasn’t bulletproof - shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof - destination underground
Bulletproof - the chief is your medicine-man
No man is bulletproof - he’s gonna drug you down
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