Текст песни White Rabbit - Iowa Rockwell

I saw Peter Parker
Pick a peck of pickled peppers
What's heavier to carry
Ton of bricks or ton of feathers?
Drawing lines in the sand
Oh I forgot to mention
I'll take a double cheese
Bottled water
With some lemon pepper
Back in the day it was a Mystic
We was on some slick shit
I swear some days
Shit don't feel no different
Everything is vintage
Blow out the candles
Don't forget to make your wishes
Still at times I feel listless
But in this
Instance
I'm recouping interest
Lighting up the incense
And let it blow
Now let it go
Everything you hold tight
Gone be alright
Like a thief in the night
You'll get your heart took
Clear the path
Yo it's all good
Gold chains and gold frames
Cocaine and old flames
So draining oh man
Let go brain

Take it easy
Take it easy
Working my phalanges off
Like I was fucking Phoebe
We be Smoking cheeba
To escape the heebee jeebees
In my momma basement
Came across a box of Wheaties
It reminded me
Fuck y'all
Imma Fucking champion
Doing this for years
Feeling different than it's ever been
Music is the medicine
Take 2 and call me
Nothing is forever man
See you in the morning