GREATEST HITS

I’m blowin’ notes streetside in a horn section
Blown garbage and coppered boots all gone tangling.
You’re Bixby’s Bridge above Kerouac’s canyon.
Way above the ruts in your trending fashion

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits.
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)
Falling vacant down a slip
What capture’s me is the fragmentary - humanity

You’re all coiff n pressed jeans uber-reaching
Gripping on to a scene and about it beseeching
You’re jetting over Miller’s Big Sur resident shack
History is nothing but a scratch on your back

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .
But I need from you something ordinary (Like)
A eureka moment guilt trip
What capture’s me is the fragmentary – humanity

What was I just a birthright the right side of the tracks
But egalitarian ideas caught you in a trap
Trying to show a social conscience don’t come naturally
Such a handbrake on life’s beckoning verdant tapestry

You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .
You’ve been playin’ me your greatest hits. . .

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