This is a song about when I moved out of Hollywood. It's also about the Jonestown Massacre.
lyrics
Oh, you're feeling great
you're at heavens gate.
and you're trial is just a play on words.
oh, you're feeling great
you're a renegade
among the people of our world.
yore ganna feel bad in your compound now
when the juice has been had and they ran out for you
you're all alone and you're heading home,
back to your old ways.
Among the people of your world
Back to your old ways.
Among the people of your world.
Bellys full of rhymes and hymn about sin
and when to clear your mind and think about
your god and the people of your town,
always searching all around and wondering about
their body and its place in the world
and where it's going to go.
Try to fit into your hometown now
when you've exiled yourself on religious fringe
and you're all alone, and you're heading home
back to your old ways
Among the people of your world
Back to your old ways.
Among the people of your world.
Bellies full of lies and sin about truth
and it's placed in your world
what you're going to do
with your crystal ball,
renegade?
when you wanna go home but you're feeling betrayed
because your colony collapsed
and you never saw it in your crystal ball.
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