LONE VEIN: Music

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Syd Barrett is a major lunatic in rock-n-roll mythology. His album
"The madcap laughs" is truly a devastating masterpeice.
It changed my life and the way I think of writting songs. I LOVE SYD to say the least!

SYD’S SONG-FOR SYD BARRETT


Today the van did not pick up the man
Today the van never came
He sat straight up and waited
He sat spat and waited
And unraveled further away
It was a truckload of evil
A truckload of evil

Outsider inside looking beyond
Sprawled out naked on the Whitehouse lawn
A foil hat to keep the agents at bay
A drumming rain goes swing/sway
And he’s my pinup boy
He’s my pinup boy
It was a truckload of evil
A truckload of evil

I’ve earned my right to sing the blues
I’ve been around the block
I’ve had my blood transfused
It was a truckload of evil
A truckload of evil

Walk a mile in your neighbor’s boots
Spend a pile of your patron’s loot
Black car white car
Prescription high
If you see a hearse go by
You will be the next to die
A truckload of evil
A truckload of evil
He’s my pinup boy
He’s my pinup boy

Over the moon
Under the bridge
Below the sea
Beyond the trees
Across the park
Beside your lover man
To the left of your vibes
To the right of your third eye
Today the van did not pick up the man
Today the van never came