The Bay to the Veg - Ese Merks

Reconcile to the belief Consumed in sacred ground for me There wasn't always a place to go But there was always an urgent need to belong All these bands and all these people All these friends and we were equals but What you gonna do When everybody goes on without you? To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end Started in '87 ended in '89 You got a garage or an amp, we'll play anytime It was just the four of us, yeah man the core of us Too much attention unavoidably destroyed us Four kids on tour 3000 miles in a four door car not knowing what was going on We got a million years It'd turn out like this Hell no, no premonition could've seen this To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end Matty came from far away From New Orleans into the East Bay He said, "This is a mecca" I said, "This ain't no mecca man, this place is fucked" Three months go by He had no home, he had no food, he's all alone Matty said, "Fool me once, shame on you" Said, "Fool me twice", he went back to New Orleans To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end To the end, end To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end

I'm gonna tell you 'bout the car that I just bought It's that Dodge Veg-O-Matic there in the parking lot Well, I'm gonna tell you 'bout the car that I now own Well, it doesn't go nowhere, it just stays all alone You know, I like it, you know, I like it a whole lot Well, that's my Dodge Veg-O-Matic There in the parking lot My Dodge Veg-O-Matic There in the parking lot You know, I like it, you know I like to watch it rot (I don't know why) I'm gonna tell you 'bout a car you'd best not buy The brakes'll fall off and you will sigh I'm gonna tell you 'bout a car that you won't like You had best stay home, sir, better take your bike I like it, I like it a lot Because it's my Dodge Veg-O-Matic It's there in the parking lot My Dodge Veg-O-Matic It's there in the parking lot You know, I like it, though, yes, I like it a lot Tell 'em Well, I'll meet you at seven in the parking lot We can all just stand by my car, you know and watch it rot Well, I'll see you now at seven, sir, don't be late We'll stand there and watch my car vegetate You know, I like it, you know, I like it a lot Let's do another verse Well, go ahead and buy it, don't listen to me, go ahead and do it You'll have it home five minutes and you'll know you blew it See, the brakes are made of glass and tires are made of vinyl You'll want to take it back find out that all sales are final You know, I like it, though, I like this car a lot My Dodge Veg-O-Matic It's there in the parking lot It's my Dodge Veg-O-Matic There in the parking lot Well, you know, I like it, I like it a lot