2B2

Lyrics

Took the Christmas lights Off the front porch February 31st A band mate was in New Orleans My soul mate was on the coast After all it takes for us 2B2 There are missionaries on a beachhead On our television screen And I swear it looks like England Yeah, I think it's England And the dogs they bark at no one And we do the best we can 2B2 2B2 I don't want to go to sleep When I'm hungry I don't want to wake up When I'm stoned Too 2B2 It was good to talk to you while we're cooking Sounds like we're making the same thing One man cooks with powder The other cooks with stones 2B2 2B2