have you ever tried
sleeping in a bass bin
crowd surf, climb speaker stacks
shouting mommy i'm a spaceman
have you ever gotten on a pane in the rain
gotten off where theres sun
and no one
knows your name
they free pour at the bar
smoke a cigarette and draw a comic strip
on the back of a peeled beer matt with a sharpie
amazing invention
My grannycart and me
We travelled over the sea
from the valleys of wales to the peaks of the mountains of woodstock
did doughnuts in a red sports
car with a michael moore lookalike in woodstock
found a porn mag with a picture of my old flatmate
in a house just outside woodstock
where the bears stole our rubbish
oh the things i have seen
I saw plants upside down with their roots in the air
minature dinosaurs
flourecent orange locusts
and i never lost focus
i lost passports
money
weed
friends
girls
babies
lost parts of my brain but I never went full crazy
and I always found what I needed
when I needed it the most of all
this is the way we ball
raised in the age of the computer
and i've loved living in the future
shotgun
top down big silver buick
hoverboat
aligator
I just do it
this is the truth there was never any doubting
So i went up a hill and fell down a mounatin
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i ran the weels of my grannycart
finding my way back home
and I never dreamed Id find you
on the way back home
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i stepped off that plane
Not a dollar to my name
But the dollars soon came
Like the thunder brings rain
Like the hunger brings pain
and I never dreamed
I end up getting offered ice cream by jimmy iovine
I said no to the ice cream
said yes to the deal
I learned it from bruce lee
dont think feel
I walked the leght and the breadth of manhatton till my feet bled
I bought me a slice and I sat on a seat and read
comics
that I paid for
with green paper money
i felt funny in my tummy and remebered being 15
reading tank girl in macdonalds when I'd run away to liverpool
peter bagge's hate that I stole from the late great Tower Records, birmingham,
I was 17
7 years later I finished the story
sat next to the roadside in the sun in brooklyn
my dad bought me american comics when I was I was in hospital in liverpool when I was just seven
first page venom
chasing a terrified homeless man through a sewer
one time I was chased these by twats through bangor
I hid in a hairdressers till they wet away
I was chased by policemen in redditch
until I stopped running and they caught me
I been chased by dogs from wales
to miami
i followed the fox
to the womb of the stadium
whe some say they will stage an invasion of aliens
this is my home now
one upon a time I used bricks for a pillow
another time split a cigarillo in a limo
weating a mexican wrestling mask
head out the window like a dog as the lights strobed past
and never looked back
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i ran the weels of my grannycart
finding my way back home
and I never dreamed Id find you
on the way back home
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Chilly Gonzales VS Andrew W.K.... 
