Lyrics

In a dream, swear I heard Gabriel blow a sour note through the rain It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day Woolly mammoths marching fleet foot through the banks of the LA It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day A bush burned and screamed 'What's the matter, man? 'Tis but a subtle turn of phrase' It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day You see sun is ever glistening and the ground it has always quaked It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day And I am the grand, I am Spontaneous Looted a jacket made of leather from a boutique in Silver Lake It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day The starkness of fluorescent light. 2 AM in the Circle K It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day Even when there ain't no hope left, you can be the highway It knocked me down a couple notches on the scale that day And I am the grand, I am Spontaneous