Who said life gets any easier
We just get used to the hard times
Take the good where you can get it
And take the bad just as it comes
Oh it comes

Or you could spend your time having fun
Laying out in the sun
You could take slow as you go
Enjoying every moment

Roll the windows down
Light me another one
They wont catch us now
Driving 90 on the freeway

Oh you could spend your time having fun
Laying out in the sun
You could take slow as you go
Enjoying every moment

Roll the windows down
Light me another one
Take the good where you can get it
They wont catch us now
Enjoying every moment

I Ran

She had this hedonistic Houdini nature,
She escaped from Shiraz,
Her personal Alcatraz,
She laughed as I asked;
How did you escape?

"I Ran" she said "I Ran"

She was particularly Persian,
Beautiful soul,
Perfect prose,
stunning, gorgeous,
My dreams came true,
As we ran the gauntlet between our acquaintances judgemental glare.

She walked through the door,
With shallow breath and a panting chest;
Windswept hair.
Late.

How did you get here I asked?

"I Ran"

She came so far,
To say I was her King.
Her shy Shah,
She said.
The concept of this,
Flew over my head,

As I asked where she was from,
she paused for a second

&

told me she came from Iran.