Harbor Freeway Blues Songtext

Loaded on loads
Peach flavored nod
He was out there
Beyond the law
Walking disaster
High speed chase
Harbor Freeway blues

Was it an accident?
Or was a suicide?
There is no place
Higher left to go

Pinpoint eyes
Gotta shoot to feel
Self infected wounds
Won´t ever heal
Hit the ramp
Smashed through the rail
Couldn´t go back to
Torrance Jail

Was it an accident?
Or was a suicide?
There is no place
Higher left to go
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