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Mescaline Desert
 
I came thru the fire and over the hills
If you want to play doctor, I got the pills
Youre looking for something, only God knows what it is
But God isnt here now, He isnt here now, sugar
 
Theres still room in a trunk of my car
If you wanna take a ride
But with me you wont get far
And you wont be coming back
From the mescaline desret
 
In the burning sand scorpion stings
By my oasis I exhale smoke rings
But youre not breathing anymore
Mescaline desret, now its yours