Текст: Lucky Boys Confusion. Growing Out Of It. Arizona Stand.

Too many eight hour long journeys out of reality

Made me think nothing mattered showed me nothing was real

After 100 episodes, man, I had to chill

I had to stick to the herb, had to keep my mind still

So I went to Arizona to escape my blues

That paradise bird sang and my life was never ever the same

Arizona, Arizona you were good to me

With you everyday was a party

And the crystals they were crystal clear

You around there wasn't a sad moment near

Apartment 103, yeah, Prentiss Creek

No nights were dry, yeah, Ray Ray's treat

My ceiling caved in Thanksgiving Week

And now they want to sue me for breaking their lease

That's my Arizona Stand! Livin life without a plan!

I'd like to send a loud shout out to Federal Express

And Western Union for life without any stress

AZ by way of Concord, you knew that drop was in

All systems clear, Charlie have no fear, now let the bills roll in

Bringing it down, roll with it

It was the time of my life last summer


I was under the impression reality could never be recovered

Again, my friend, as I can recall some of the problems used be so small

Never thought twice about the end about the price

That we pay someday when we roll the dice

You win, you lose it's so easy to confuse

A bit of good luck with what we all knew

You got to come to grips with eventually

I never thought about it, no, not me

But reality caught up to us, I remember

Monday morning, 9th of December

One moment was perfect next was hell

To think we thought we knew the game so well, oh well

Next months had learn come to

A part of growing up no one should ever have to do

I miss my friend I think about him everyday

And I never take advantage of a good thing, hey

Move on; short time that we have

But nothing lasts forever man