XXXVIII

no, why couldn't we see the nomadic way, the hell of living we showed dawn, and at dusk couldn't find the way to home no, can't go along with my norm, mamma, please take me home i did the tuning to my mind, i took my rides on art cars, i put on long hairs, and tie-dyed flowers in my hairs, smoke from the grass no, can't go wlong with my norm, mamma, please take me home the trip of my ride has been done my dream is broken, i'm the only one my fatherhood want to see an sane son i'm all alone, i'm the only one no, can't go wlong with my norm, mamma, please take me home i want to smell the morning dew i want to see my closen few, the years i wasted , and i knew the bohemian and hippie, they drew i'm exhausted no, can't go wlong with my norm, mamma, please take me home