Not just a faze, a way of life back in the 60s,
purple haze was an LSD craze
now under my hearts gaze
Lost in my mind's maze
Can’t get a social security raise
Keep wondering about ways
To enjoy the sun’s rays
And get out of this malaise
Can’t get ahead, keep moving sideways
I’m only human, feeling so blasé after so many days
unexcited with exceptions to every rule I face
Lost in a different kind of haze not knowing where I am in this phase of my life, not trifle
Rephrase the question which is the answer to why I’m living this way, I’m only human, so fuck you too
I don’t need money to flex
I flex my humanity instead of money
I agree, must be the end of days
