you gimme the blues i guess your satisfied

you gimme the blues i wanna lay down and die.

such a drab, i cant stand that kind of personality. in the room i feel her suck the positive energy right out. how can you live like that man? day in and day out constantly bringing the world around you down.

its your trip man, whatever. all i wanna get off my chest is i dont want to be bogged down by it. cast off….

“we had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers…Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we’d get into that rotten stuff pretty soon…” FeAr AnD LoAtHiNg In LaS vEgAs