One, two, one, two, three, four Guess I needed some time to get away I needed some peace of mind Some peace of mind that'll stay So I thumbed it down to sixth in L.A. Maybe a Greyhound could be my way Police and niggers, that's right Get outta my way Don't need to buy none of your Gold chains today Now don't need no bracelets Clamped in front of my back Just need my ticket, 'til then Won't you cut me some slack You're one in a million Yeah that's what you are You're one in a million babe You're a shooting star Maybe some day we'll 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 faggots They make no sense to me They come to our country And think they'll do as they please Like start some mini-Iran Or spread some fucking disease And they talk so many goddamn ways It's all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since I knew right from wrong It's all the means to and end and I keep it moving along Hey, hey, hey, yeah You're one in a million You're a shooting star You're one in a million babe You know that you are Maybe someday we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you But you were much too high Much too high Much too high Much too high Radicals and racists Don't point your finger at me I'm a small town white boy Just tryin' to make ends meet Don't need your religion Don't watch that much TV Just makin' my livin' baby Well that's enough for me You're one in a million Yeah that's what you are You're one in a million babe You're a shooting star Maybe some day we'll 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