Many nights I've tried to find you
Many days roll into one
Purple haze still going [bad word] you
Moving ways surviving all the fun

And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
we're already hoping
For the wrong end

What will rage on tomorrow's pages
Is but one spoke of the human thing
That's just a stage of it's condition
And why must we fear what tomorrow brings

And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
we're already hoping
For the wrong end

And we're all toking and smoking
On the same fat spliff
And there's too many joking
And too many sniff

And we woah oh we've already been there
Stalling
we're already hoping
For the wrong end

And we're all toking and smoking
On the same fat spliff
And there's too many joking
And too many sniff