Himanshu, a bombshell
9 AM, I can't sleep, be bugging
Mean mugging
'Cause Indian kids be thugging
Indian uncles staring
Indian aunties bugging
Indians songs that's blaring out of windows
I be chamomile sipping
Still tipping, still tipping
Love rise high over me
On the west side looking east
Tennis courts, full of rain
River was a mirror that had gone insane
I spoke to you a little slow
You misunderstood where I wanted to go
A taxi cab full of gla**
Headphones on, never heard the crash
Yo, beginners with splinters that wither weather
Not as a winner, dinner, gimme the jitters
Eat beef, then don't, blue notes, Hindu winds blow
Wind boat, arch windows, minarets
Nicorette, pick your bets, iller than filler threats
Deal the best Finito second reckon, I'm wrecking
Anybody's stuff, a veteran, Eddie Vedder's van
I need no weapon to pain that I be shlepping
Love rise high over me
On the west side looking east
Tennis courts, full of rain
River was a mirror that had gone insane
I spoke to you a little slow
You misunderstood where I wanted to go
A taxi cab full of gla**
Headphones on, never heard the crash
I'm looking at the big sky
You never understood me
I'm looking at the big sky
You never understood me