Gas Hed Goes West       
             
if i was half alive 
then you were dead 
subsistin' on that same old bread 

it's the memory that hide 
the whole wide world 
it's the gas hed's love of america 

it's the memory that hides 
take your photographs back 
for the love of all gods 
our gas hed marches on 
our gas hed marches on 

he's a bonified man 
a star amongst his clan 
and the only one that let me ride 

it's the memory that dies 
our gas hed was right 
when they lanced his skill 
there was puss and light 

it's the memory that dies 
so take your photographs back 
for the love of all gods 
our gas hed marches on 
our gas hed marches 

it's the memory that dies 
so take your photographs back 
for the love of all gods 
our gas hed marches on 
our gas hed marches on 

gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio

             
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