Sleeping on the cold ground Stealing what ain't been found Don't care whats in his bag He'll wear your suit man And he'll ask you for a drag Scrape the floor and ask for more Screaming in the middle of the day Howling so they stay away Don't care its the way he smiles It makes you stare While he piles and he piles Break the door And ask for more In between You couldn't help Eugene He seemed So hard to compel Kerosene And his friend mescaline Couldn't dream That they'd pedal out of hell Solid gold Underneath Seven fold Dive in deep In between You couldn't help Eugene He seemed So hard to compel Kerosene And his friend mescaline Couldn't dream That they'd pedal out of hell Solid gold Underneath Seven fold Dive in deep