[Music intro with harmonica] I got stuck in paradise I'm free in my head Changed my attitude And my head's turned dred I just met Mickey Maloney On the beach down the shore Said to call him in New York And come knock on some doors I thought it was kind It's not on my mind I'm sitting here Doin some quality time [Music bridge and harmonica and lead guitar] This one's for them babies bigots? In Madison Avenue In their stretch limosines And three page contracts too And the ??hair of the trendies? Who didn't have a clue And if they did, didn't know what to do And for my buddies in freight elevators And 8th Avenue With their flight-cases and axes And their tokens too Intelligenes Show shredded jeans [dreams]? But still survived by gigs and scenes And for Bob and they boys Down in Washington square I miss you all, I just wish you were here I got stuck in paradise I'm free in my head Changed my attitude And my head's turned dred I just met Mickey Maloney On the beach down the shore Said to call him in New York And come knock on some doors I thought it was kind It's not on my mind I'm sitting here Doin some quality time [Music to end]