What i feel when i'm playing guitar is completely cold and crazy

Like idon't owe nobody nothing and it's just a test just to see how far

I can relax into the cold wave of a note

When everything hits just right just and right)

The note of nobility can go on forever i never tire of the solitary E

And i trust my guitar and i don't care about anything

Sometimes i feel like i've broken through and i'm free

And i could dig into eternity into eternity

Riding the wave and realm of the E

Sometimes it's useless here i am struggling and filled with dread

Afraid that i'll never squeeze enough graphite from my damaged cranium

To inspire or asphyxiate any eyes grazing

Like hungry cows across the stage or page

Inside of me i'm crazy i'm just crazy inside i must continue

I see her my stiff muse jutting around round round round

Like a broken speeding statue the colonial year is dead

And the greeks too are finished the face of alexander remains

Not only solely due to sculpture but through the power and foresight

And magnetism of alexander himself

The artist must maintain his swagger he must he must

He must be intoxicated by ritual as well as result

Look at me i am laughing i am laughing

I am lapping cocaine from the hard brown palm of the bouncer

And i trust my guitar therefore we black out together

Therefore i would run through scum and scum is just ahead

Ah we see it but we just laugh we're ascending through the hollow mountain

We are peeking we are laughing we are kneeling we are laughing

We are radiating at last this rebellion is just a gas

Our gas a gas that we pass