Freekin out and shaking down
Burning up the whole damn town
Like crazy colored constant clowns
a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds
The day we left, well we were right
We were Going to see whats out of site
Every day and every night
Flying higher than a kite
Twisted misfits throwing shit fits
singers swinging for a big hit
Lowdown losers get lifted
Those with nothing are the most gifted
If you’ve got food
And you’ve got song
You’ve got enough to get along
If you’ve got drink
And you’ve got friends
You’ve got good times that never end
If you’ve got time
And you’ve got art
Then you’ve set yourself apart
From those who live with minds enslaved
By the cages of this age
If they were books then every page
Would be written with words of rage
They trade their lives away for wage
Though we once too lived in a box
We searched inside for keys to the locks
We stripped down naked to our socks
And ran away with bouncing breasts and swinging cocks
Naked free and in the air
Wearing nothing but our skin and hair
Let them all just stop and stare
We’re having too much fun to care
Cuz we are
Twisted misfits throwing shit fits
singers swinging for a big hit
Lowdown losers get lifted
Those with nothing are the most gifted