Up The Dosage

Dine-Weller

There's twelve steps to

Eddie Cochran baby

Two flowers growing through

The pavement crack

Wish I was purple but

I'm red instead

Catch a ride it's so pure

And fresh and clean

Shafts of light that stream and holler

The dust that dances

On the air to me, you'll see

Your lips are like milk, honey

I'll grow through your cracks

And you'll see

I'll make it right,

I'll make it right