so here we are now guitars and drums high and lowdown just some dharma bums gate mouth would tell you rehearsal s overrated baptists will tell you it s all predestinated between the devil and god between the first breath and last somewhere under heaven with no future and a hell of a past we in the mud and scum of things moaning crying lying at least we ain t lazarus and had to think twice about dying at least we ain t lazarus and had to think twice about dying so here we are now still preceding grace we ain t easy to look at and keep a straight face inspired by rimbaud ain t angelic influenced by the dead just gets you psychedelic so here we are now kinda like abandoned dogs wrapped up in gunnysacks and singing cast iron songs we re weird old america we re grinning with sharp teeth we re beautiful on the surface and rotten underneath