Sad tyrant, turn on a dime
In the sultry west coast night
Hopping along skid row
Amongst the hopeful and their junk
You showed me so much
Took us to a new high
Speeding along in a clean machine
Riding the wake of another
One so mean
Those days are now long gone
Wish I had your picture
Memory will do the trick
So I wanted, I wanted
I wanted to help you
But I have to admit things got weird for a bit
And I screamed for you,
"There goes my man!"
In the sultry west coast night
Hopping along skid row
Amongst the hopeful and their junk
You showed me so much
Took us to a new high
Speeding along in a clean machine
Riding the wake of another
One so mean
Those days are now long gone
Wish I had your picture
Memory will do the trick
So I wanted, I wanted
I wanted to help you
But I have to admit things got weird for a bit
And I screamed for you,
"There goes my man!"