Haywire

From San Diego to the Lone Star state
 From Hollyweird to the Pearly Gates
 A junk yard screaming
 Lost soul's single voice
 Took the gamble took the chances
 Made the choice
 Sweating ether
 My spinning mind is sweating cold
 Sweet panhead magic carpet flying bold
 The road beneath us
 Is the rainbow's pot of gold
 Ticket to freedom
 Any price but my soul
 Life is living true living is free
 Ain't got no dollar sign Tattooed on me
 Solo shouting in my own heaven's choir
 Ridin' through on a world gone haywire
 Achieving victory, losing hair losing teeth
 Food for thought
 When you're lying around on Hell's Beach
 Broken bones, busted knuckles Twisted face
 Running forever I ain't losin' my own race
 Life is living true living is free
 Ain't got no dollar sign Tattooed on me
 Solo shouting in my own heaven's choir
 Ridin' through on a world gone haywire