Midnight to Stevens (Outtake)

I searched through the drinkers

Each propped over his glass

I ran through each bar

'Til I found Guy at last

Guy, you've been to the doctor

No, I don't think it wise

Took one of his pills

Boiled the blood in my eyes

When you played the master mix

To the company man

Took three million worldwide

To make him understand

You don't work for peanuts

But they'll push you too

It's that company trick

We're all jumping through

Bet you ain't had no food now

Since you last went to sleep

The wild seed that was sowed

Will take forever to reap

What days and nights though?

Rocking out of ham yard

Oh, skip that fandango

Bring the blues back down hard

Though Chuck, you never admit it

At the door of the jail

There stood Guy Stevens

And he was waving the bail

Guy, you've finished the booze

And we've run out of speed

But the wild side of life

It's the one that we need