| Lyrics: | You were such a prophet back in '63, you had all the answers
You became the first to set the
children free
But nothing lasts forever, does it
Time goes on and dreams, they wash
away
You traded in your karma for the 70's, searching for a meaning
You rented out
your land up in Monterey, livin' for the city
Disco nights, you'd swing, and wonder
why
Chorus:
O.C.O.E. - you got charisma, O.C.O.E. - you fit the
picture
O.C.O.E. - you got charisma, O.C.O.E. - you fit the picture
Somewhere in the
netherworld of cons and scams, lives a lost messiah
Rushin' to the future and runnin' from the
past, intent on getting higher
So knocked out, so real, a hopeless
jag
(chorus)
(Solo)
So knocked out, so real, a hopeless
jag
(chorus)
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