Groove as your soul sings. Spinnin' all around as we dust a melody



Welcome to this groove you can move right

We gonna take you higher not caught in the quagmire

I can't survive on a stupid nine to five I'd rather be poor

Writing tunes livin' on a commune

Kickin' it with my brothers and significant others

Life in pursuit of only money we think it's funny

The only thing that money it could ever bring to me

Would be some gifts for my friends follow me now

Trips for my family



The only thing I love is freedom the people around me I need 'em I'd

like to build the world a spliff but like I said I said

You could never get me interested in dreams of wealth

Myself my birthday happens to land on April twelfth whack



A Coney Island of the mind it's mine

I swipe the sweets strip the beats in the sunshine

Loco holmes I stroll because I'm thinking

A tone poem alone is love medicine then the demon

Spring revolution in my spirit here it is and I will kill with it



Traveling head spinnin' from the medicine

Illusions fadin' out an comin' on again

unwind your mind then find entire minutes abstract

the tract of sight day breaking in it

doles out my share of the world ocean and sun

Rising with whirling motion



I fought kicked and screamed my way to getting born now I feel

Warm and I say come on the night won't save anyone

won't you roam

We've grown so we can write again our soul select its own way for

The travellin'

we're here we're breathing and we wanna keep our

Blood running so we're gonna keep gunning till the next homecoming

I like the boogie to the bang bang boogie say up jump the boogie

To the bang bang come on