Gas Hed Goes West

If I was half alive

then you were dead

subsistin' on that same old bread

It’s the memory that hides

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 skull

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

and make your photographs black

for the love of all gods

our gas hed marches on

our gas hed marches on

It’s the memory that dies

so take your photographs back

for the love of all gods

our gas hed marches on

gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio

gas hed is on the radio, radio, radio

gas hed is on the radio