(Bolan, Hill, Snake)

Backing Vocals : Rachel and Snake



Caught the mother jack knifin

A little bit low lifin

Goin twenty paces with the medicine man

Runnin from the girl in pigskin

A little gun shy but shootin

Hidin in the kitchen with his head in his hand



Bleed, me -- why cant you say what you mean ?



Chorus

How far has it gone, it didnt take you long

To put your hand in the medicine jar

In your private hell, now youve found yourself

In the hands of the medicine jar



Sittin here with all your bitchin

Cookin up a new addiction

Prayin that the light of day aint wakin the dead

Droppin like a bomb on Hiro

Shakin like San Francisco

Only to be diggin out to do it again



Bleed, me -- why cant you say what you mean ?



Repeat Chorus



Make it go away, make it go a--way



Caught the mother jack knifin

A little bit of low lifin

Goin twenty paces with the medicine man

Droppin like the bomb on Hiro

Shakin like San Francisco

Hidin in the jungle with your head in the sand



Repeat Chorus 2x



One step from bein free, what did you think

Youd see at the bottom of the medicine jar