Live - Gas Hed Goes West Lyrics
If I was half aliveThen you were deadSubsistin on that same old breadIts the memory that hideThe whole wide worldIts the gas heds love of americaIts the memory that hidesTake your photographs backFor the love of all godsOur gas hed marches onOur gas hed marches onHes a bonified manA star amongst his clanAnd the only one that let me rideIts the memory that diesOur gas hed was rightWhen they lanced his skillThere was puss and lightIts the memory that diesSo take your photographs backFor the love of all godsOur gas hed marches onOur gas hed marchesIts the memory that diesSo take your photographs backFor the love of all godsOur gas hed marches onOur gas hed marches onGas hed is on the radio, radio, radio