People call me crazy
But what can I do
I just play my music
While I'm waiting for you
There was a razor-blade
Which cut me through
Saw my bones were all
White and blue

I no longer care who's who
I play my music and I'm waiting for you
I no longer care who's who
I play my music and I'm waiting for you

My sister has got the hospital blues
I work as a patient
Misunderstand the news
My room is messed up
My mind is too
I'm playing my music
And I'm waiting for you
My socks are dirty
Cannot put on my shoes
Been sweating all night
My sheets soaked in my sewer
I open the window
Let the wind get through
I'm playing my music
And I'm waiting for you

I no longer care who's who
I play my music and I'm waiting for you
I no longer care who's who
I play my music and I'm waiting for you

I just keep on riding
This perfect Esfahan blues
Keep on riding
This perfect Esfahan blues


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