I chased the dragon with the Hollywood stranger at the Bottom of the Hill
And every girl was there rocking her beehive hair
I don't know where I am but I know who I'm with
The Hollywood stranger
And God doesn't care if she were born in a manger
We traded underwear, God doesn't care about where we are
Every girl was there rocking her beehive hair
I collected green rock
Hundred nine-ty million year old rock
Surrounded by dragon flies
The rock climbed up here to vibrate more
All the way from the ocean floor
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Buzz to the musica
Buzz to the music
Buzz to the music
Buzz to the music
Misery loves company
But company hates misery
So I chased the dragon with the Hollywood stranger at the Bottom of the Hill
And every girl was there rocking her beehive