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I don't know if the kid's on drugs or life Why should that come as a shock? Life has fallen out just quite in those neat suburban boxes I wonder about conversations you're having You know, the ones with yourself Where you feel like a failure, and you're losing heart And that race has barely gotten started And you wanna ask God about things like cancer But you don't think that you'll get much of an answer I hope you will find, and I pray you will see all the joy that your life brings to me And the baggage that we all carry around has this way of dragging you down And there is no map for this growing up Just a street through a town called "weird" And you never do feel like you've arrived with a destination so unclear Ah, but I met this girl with the Holy Ghost Hey, she turned me on to The Clash We made love all night long to Love Tractor and Pylon But in the morning, we played Johnny Cash And it really shouldn't be so hard to get yourself free With these lines in the sand and all this love with strings God, fear is such a funny thing I don't know if the kid's on drugs or life Maybe it's a little of both I know love has this way of holding the day Like that girl with the Holy Ghost Aus Songtexte Mania