Blaze & Diego

It's Blaze and Diego
On a t-sound world
Rocket Roy in the Real World
Hot wind and forbidden hair
Top-down weather road sign flares
While eyes on the reservation watch the sky
His black ass felt ribbons cut across sacred ground
Across sacred lives

Sad idea, and brave, stumble and fall
And remember - one bright angel
On the window of the christmas door in the fashion square mall

Hot air baloon, flagship down
Speed of sidewinders
Hot, desert towns
Supermarkets, fireworks stands
Deal machines, rock'n'roll bands
Radio carcasses, volcanised roadkills from a 18-wheeler speed
Buttweizer billboards for Buttweizer breeds

Blaze and Diego and
Alamo wheels
Police tapes, and pepsi's and
Circle came meals
The odds are, the highway reservation jams
Are well-worned telecasters and
Hard-weathered hands
Dead drunk in the bed of some
Pickup Dodge
Like these dry traders, the sweat of the large

Sad idea, and brave, stumble and fall
And remember - one bright angel
On the window of the christmas door in the fashion square mall

Blaze and Diego, strawberry dreams
Night line and ready, but, preffered James
And Rocket Roy in the Real World
Life on the run

Blaze and Diego, way too much fun
From the Apache nation
Hopi, Navajo, Mojave
Radio shack stereos
Amigo, kemasame
It's turquoise bracelets and beaded barbs and
Medicine bundles and lion skin quivers, and
Mesquite wood war clubs, scalender sticks
Ego feathers on short rod, shameless tablets
Cocoons drawn on chords
White man schools
Corrupt chiefs, suicide races

A sad idea, and brave, stumble and fall
And remember - one bright angel
On the window of the christmas door of the fashion square mall

It's Rocket Roy in the Real World
Blaze and Diego sat down
Crystal water bottles
In dream of one bright angel
In the window of the christmas door in the fashion square mall