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cry me a river phoenix
Creeping Charlies
back to songs
Heard you on the public waves 
loose lipped and fancy free 
You were bitchin' about peace and love 
like it was some made for T.V. movie 
On the Hindu love streets 
commercialism poured down like rain 
My art was being compromised 
and it burned a hole in my brain 
My parents were fat and lazy 
I ate my dinner from a can 
While you were inducted into native tribes 
I waited at the Arco Station for the man 

Cry me a river 

"Sell out before you make it big," 
was the best advice I could find 
But I was searchin' for that somethin' 
that money couldn't buy 
They'll try and handicap your genius 
spoon feed you sugar-coated roles 
but Jesus remains incognito 
a vegetarian sage without a home 

Cry me a river 

On the Hindu love street 
commercialism poured down like wine 
and you were just like the rest of us 
so for you, I blow this next line