Crome Songtext / Lyric

Chrome revolution

Microphone pollution

Satellite days with a textbook solution

Get back, slide off the track

Like a lyric in a haystack

Drunk off of crack

Got my feet high

Never figured out where the dogs lie

Didn't mean to pry

But the door was open

Lucy in the sky

With her red hair tokin'

Do what you like

Nothing lasts for ever

So get on it before you think twice

So you think your clever



But everything worth while has got a price



Money proof armor

Makes my mind calmer

Honey fully stacked in the back of the bomber

Comin' out playin' on the backboard

Say

Like a deadweight scratch in the middle of the day

Its a recline, not another decline

It's the days and the nights in the back of your mind

With a head change, everything is strange

But I'd rather be a smokestack out on the range

Do what you like



(Repeat Chorus)