The "schtik" to do for gigs. With bits and pieces of the working thesis, we Jammed the "schtik" to do for gigs. We took me and D. Boon's and George's Stench and put them up on stage. We'd fight at practice then go jam econo and Spout the tour-spiel. I dreamt I was E. Bloom but I woke up E. Bloom in some Town out on the road. With patent-leather boots on (just like Richard told me), another hack on the "Spectors" tour. Now you got your guitar and your practice Amp, you travel the usa in a van and Troccoli's counting on some situation but How are you going to write the song I dreamt? And with the guitar turned off and the gas tank empty and the typewriter on but my head is empty and to really find me I've got to look inside me and cut the tour-spiel.
What's up by 4 Non-Blondes ---------------------------
25 years of my life and still I'm trying to get up that great big hill I realized quickly when I knew I should that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed to get it all out what's in my head then I start feeling a little peculiar so I wake in the morning and I step Outside I take a deep breath then I scream from the top of my lungs And I said hey what's goin' on I said hey what's goin' on and I try, oh my God do I try and I pray, oh my God do I pray so I cry sometimes when I'm lyin' in bed to get it all out what's in my head Then I start feeling a little peculiar so I wake in the morning and I step outside I take a deep breath then I get real high then I scream from the top of my lungs And I said hey what's goin' on I said hey what's goin' on And I said hey what's goin' on I said hey what's goin' on 25 years of my life and still I'm tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope -------------------------------------------------