Smokey Joe’s Perfect Hair

Lyrics

Don't apologize for perfect lies Black turns yellow Green turns green Perfect lies Don't go jeopardize Life is fleeting by You poor lost fellow Drink your mellow Perfect lie Smokey Joe seems to jester to Wounds that fester Diseased molester The part you play Has given way I've stared at that cell myself In this world Don't go jeopardize Life is fleeting by You poor lost fellow Drink your mellow Perfect lie Smokey Joe shrugs & staggers Through days that gather No moss, no matter The poison ring of wicked things Is wrapping around your throat In this world