Classic Rock In Spring/Freeway In Mind

Lyrics for Classic Rock In Spring/Freeway In Mind

Hey, how are you? You sure got a way of greeting a man Might I add the perfect sun tan You're riding on your yellow Schwinn While blasting classic rock in spring A couple of summer demons With battery recharging When you hear the Bob Seeger song You know I'll be long gone Cutting all my classes Like a hit of acid Hey, how are you? Like a dog on a telephone There is nonsense sustaining And staying on, you getting off You find yourself much better off Feeling a bit less softer even But coughing up a lung and then some Yeah, you know i got your battery recharger right here And hey, how are you? Hey how are you? You sure got a way of greeting a man Might I add the perfect sun tan You're riding on your yellow Schwinn While blasting classic rock in spring I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it I'm glad that you came if the sound is the same Sometimes my reckless ways, shock my self system for days Now I'm channelling my faze in an Anacin haze But it ain't gonna do me in, I know when to dump it A hole in my way again, I'll surely just jump it There was a kid in a tree among the birds and the bees Between bee hive and bird nest and I think you know the rest He wanted to be free with them but they weren't believing Pecking and stinging him 'til he wasn't breathing But it ain't gonna do him in, he'll just go to heaven Not done just a dreamer of ten or eleven I've got a freeway in mind, let go of my head Walk down my line, better be sure you'll be dead I got a trumpet, I know where to dump it