Little Bugs
Little bugs crawling over me every night
Full of blood wish I knew it would be alright
Cosmic kid full of awe and full of doubt
When you grow up, you'll think I had it all figured out
I wish this were a tape I could play
And get to the end it would all be ok
But problems are not like a train on a track
they circle around like a bug that gets zapped
Underneath blue lights
Under the big black sky
Country music plays in the back
And I smile and close my eyes
It's alright
Little bugs crawling over me all the time
Take my blood, I've got a heart that beats in rhyme