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It was all about livingAnd the good things of the earthIt was all about lovingThis crazy accident of birthIt was all about travelingAnd hearing those shoe-bells ringIt was all about dancing And hearing the fat man singAnd it's like a bad trip in hellStranded and brokeTwenty years in this cellIt's like a life up in smokeOnce I sought visionsWith a sweet gypsy tribeIt was about feelingThe pulse of a vibeAnd sure I smoked kind budAnd I did windowpaneAnd I soaked up the beautyOf the warm summer rainAnd it's like a bad trip in hellStranded and brokeTwenty years in this cellLetras de cancionesIt's like a life up in smokeI slept in the shadowsOf Golden Gate ParkWatched the moon shineFelt the breeze in the darkThe whole world was mineBut I lived for a songNow I'm stuck in this cellAnd all the good days are goneAnd it's like a bad trip in hellStranded and brokeTwenty years in this cellIt's like a life up in smoke From Letras Mania