i’m painting, i paint a picture in your mind.
if you’re driving roads to suicide, i know you can sympathise.
if your love is a cheatin’ and if you’re blinded by the pain
your honeymoon in summer is a picnic in thel when you’re dead
yeah you’ll be greatful when you’re dead
ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba, ba ba ba.
~jerry was there
jerry was there, jerry was there…(many times)
oh i’m telling you man, jerry was there.
you could feel his presence everywhere (repeat)
“i seen him man – looked me right in the face”.