Lyrics

Flowerchild with the Blues

In the land of milk and honey
Where there’s nothing much better to do
But to stand around playin’ guitar singin’ rhythm and blues
Doin’ Janice songs on the money
Doin’ Dylan songs tangled in blue
For a dimebag of quarters dependin’ on me and you

And if you don’t mind livin’ alone with the attitude
That when you ain’t got nothin’ you ain’t got nothin’ to lose
And if you don’t mind playin’ when the playin’s getting’ outta tune
You’ll be a tie-dyed brother, a flowerchild with the blues

With a good spot on the corner
On a Saturday afternoon
With a new pack a Luckys, an ol’ pair a Jesus shoes
Down in sunny southern California
On a sidewalk avenue
With a tube-toppin’ mama, a silicone pair of twos

And if you don’t mind livin’ alone with the attitude
That when you ain’t got nothin’ you ain’t got nothin’ to lose
And if you don’t mind playin’ when the playin’s getting’ outta tune
You’ll be a tie-dyed brother, a flowerchild with the blues

From a Black Hill in North Dakota
The streets of Philadelphia
In a run down, sunflower powerbus from west L.A.
Never singin’ ‘bout the dues they’re spendin’
Only ‘bout the dues they pay
Missin’ their Mamas and Papas since they ran away

And if you don’t mind livin’ alone with the attitude
That when you ain’t got nothin’ you ain’t got nothin’ to lose
And if you don’t mind playin’ when the playin’s getting’ outta tune
You’ll be a tie-dyed brother, a flowerchild with the blues