One, two, one, two, three, four
Yes I needed some time to get away
I needed some peace of mind
Some peace of mind thatll stay
So I thumbed it, now its six in L.A.
Maybe a Greyhound could be my way
Police and niggers, thats right
Get outta my way
Dont need to buy none of your
Gold chains today
Now dont need no bracelets
Clamped in front of my back
Just need my ticket till then
Wont you cut me some slack
Youre one in a million
Yeah thats what you are
Youre one in a million babe
Youre a shooting star
Maybe some day well see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Immigrants and fagots
They make no sense to me
They come to our country
And think theyll do as they please
Like start some mini-Iran
Or spread some fucking disease
And they talk so many God damn ways
Its all Greek to me
Well some say Im lazy
And others say thats just me
Some say Im crazy
I guess Ill always be
But its been such a long time
Since I knew right from wrong
Its all the means to and end Im
I keep it moving along
Hey, hey, hey, yeah
Youre one in a million
Youre a shooting star
Youre one in a million babe
You know that you are
Maybe some day well see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much to high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Radicals and racists
Dont point your finger at me
Im a small town white boy
Just tryin to make ends meet
Dont need your religion
Dont watch that much TV
Just makin my livin baby
Well thats enough for me
Youre one in a million
Yeah thats what you are
Youre one in a million babe
Youre a shooting star
Maybe some day well see you
Before you make us cry
You know we tried to reach you
But you were much too high
Much too high yeah, yeah, yeah
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high yeah, yeah, yeah
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high
Much too high