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