Way back
Back when
Back when the ancients rose again
The banged drums
They had fun
They smoked ancient grass in ancient sun
They fell in love with every thing and every one
They smiled and they hugged
They filled ancient lungs with ancient drugs
Goodbyes in disguise were all they ever sung
Cowboys must burn their eyes always riding at the sun
What makes you so down
Tell me can't you see
You got brains and looks and stacks of books
Please read to me
I wish I was blessed
Why can't I receive
Some brains from books and some good looks from genes
Oh please
Let's go back when, back when the ancients roamed my friend
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