He called it this – he called it that
But never what it was
We called it shit – we called it grass
That’s the way it was
He took it once – just for the thrill
He’d bought a ticket to ride
We laughed about – the jokes he told
He was one of the boys
Hey, what a guy – he used to be
When he was sober and dry
Smokey nights – Gloomy lights
He was high as a kite
When he turned into a demon
No way to calm him down
Just like a Jekyl and Hyde
He wasn’t bulletproof
– Shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof
– It’s destination underground
Too many jouneys – on acid trains
Too many trips – on the astral plane
Danced with Lucy in the sky
On a cloud of ecstasy
Too late to stop him now
Even sacrifice his mother
Turn against his only friend
To reach the ultimate high
He wasn’t bulletproof
– He shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof
– It’s destination underground
Bulletproof
– The chief is your medicine-man
No man is bulletproof
– He’s gonna drug you down
He thought that he could fly
That he could reach the sky
But he went up too high – oh, so high
He kissed the ground – goodbye
He wasn’t bulletproof
– He shot himself the final round
No man is bulletproof
– Destination underground
Bulletproof
– The chief is your medicine-man
No man is bulletproof
– He’s gonna drug you down