Stoned - Live from the Belasco Theater, 2008

He measured time passing in hits from the bong
 All-day cafe hangs and unfinished songs
 Then her keys weighed more than the axe in his hand
 When he tried to write a song he knew she wouldn't understand
 She's living in a phony paradise
 So many things she doesn't realize
 She's basking in Hell's sunshine
 How does the song go?
 He's trying to write a song, but the song's writing him
 It's a song about paradise wearing thin
 Today, paradise was the enemy
 Today the Real became routine
 Today my edges dulled together - yeah, that's it!
 And there's no point left to dream
 I wanna scream!
 Mama! Marianna and Moroccan hash have got me stoned
 And I can't find my way home
 Mama! She's serving every one of my desires on a platter
 But it doesn't even matter anymore
 Oh, paradise is a bore
 It doesn't even matter anymore
 You gonna ask me how I'm doin'?
 Or don't you care?
 I'm bored out of my mind
 And what do you do over there?
 Havin' a big old house should make a woman sing
 La la la la la, la la la
 But then you gotta live in it
 And that's a whole 'nother thing
 It was a beautiful group
 I'm not getting any younger
 You better think about that
 And now I can't even move
 The problem ain't where you're from
 It's where I'm at
 I could buy you a ticket
 It's where I'm at?
 Just like that
 Mama! Marianna and Morocaan hash have gotten me stoned
 Welcome to Amsterdam
 And I can't find my way home (welcome to Amsterdam!)
 Mama! She's serving every one of my desires on a platter
 But it doesn't even matter anymore
 Oh, paradise is a bore
 It doesn't even matter anymore
 Oh, paradise is a bore
 It doesn't even matter anymore
 Oh, paradise is a bore
 It doesn't even matter anymore (Why do you wanna leave?)
 Oh, paradise is a bore (Right when it was starting to feel real)
 It doesn't even matter anymore (Why do you wanna leave?)
 Oh, paradise is a bore (Right when it was starting to feel real)
 It doesn't even matter anymore (Why do you wanna leave?)
 Oh, paradise is a bore (Right when it was starting to feel real)
 It doesn't even matter anymore (Why do you wanna leave?)
 Oh, paradise is a bore (Right when it was starting to feel real)
 It doesn't even matter anymore (Why do you wanna leave?)
 Right when it was starting to feel real
 Why do you wanna leave?
 Right when it was starting to feel real