You say it was this mornin when you last saw your good friend
Lyin on the sidewalk with the misery on his brain
Stoned on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hallHe only had a dollar to live on till next Monday
But he spent it all on comfort for his mind
Did you say you think hes blind?Someone should call his parents or a sister or a brother
And theyll come and take him back home on a bus
But hell always be a problem to his poor and puzzled mother
And hell always be another one of usHe said he wanted heaven but prayin was too slow
So he bought a one-way ticket on an airline made of snow
Did you say you saw your good friend flyin lowYou say it was this mornin when you last saw your good friend
Lyin on the sidewalk with the misery on his brain
Stoned on some new potion he found upon the wall
Of some unholy bathroom in some ungodly hallDid you say you saw your good friend flyin low
Dyin slow, blinded by snow