Hegira Émigré

Up in the hills they are
Having a white riot with no violence
Or protesting for change
They simply buy it
If you’re thinking I’m Caucasian
Well I’m actually gray
I was conceived on Ash Wednesday
And stoned on Christmas day
My baby’s meditating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain’t gonna get
Walked on anymore
Out my window I see a battle of hawks
My best friend has been dead for years
But still we have great talks
And just like the planets we will
Never touch, just float around in space
Not expecting very much
We feel such hunger like vampire bats
I got myself a gang
And we’re called the sleep rats
I was out in the desert
Hunting UFO, all I saw were
Scorpions and aliens I already know
She gave him head till she lost a tooth
That’s what she gets for
Molesting people in the DJ booth
I used to be a palace now I’m just a dive
I made widow out of you
Even though I’m still alive
My baby’s vegetating to stop the war
But I got myself a rifle
'Cause I ain’t gonna get
Walked on anymore