My Far Out Friend

My far out friend

Pushing the Tarot's hand

Living can be magic

Shadows play tricks

My far out friend

My far out friend

My far out friend

I'm a drunken flower

With eyes underwater

The devil collects his rent

And sells it again and again

My far out friend

My far out friend

My far out friend

My city angel

Standing where two rivers meet

Life crashes around us

Fell on the obscene

My far out friend

My far out friend

My far out friend