You would have laughed at things they said,
It seems you're much more loveable,
Now that you are dead,
And if you were here you'd be half-plastered,
Show up late and play the bastard,
Leaving me to clean up after.
Adios my red-eyed genius fucked up friend,
We rocked the casbah back in god-knows-when,
We thought those days would never end.
You would have gagged at songs they played,
You would have left to light up,
When they stood and prayed,
Your brother called you a ‘soul who searched’,
Well, maybe so, but not near church,
I can't believe you knew these jerks.
Adios my red-eyed genius fucked up friend,
We rocked the casbah back in god-knows-when,
We thought those days would never end.
There were times I hated you - it's true,
I never had the gifts that you completely blew,
But I stayed faithful like the rest,
I never questioned who was best,
I'm glad we got that off our chest, so…
Adios my red-eyed genius fucked up friend,
We rocked the casbah back in god-knows-when,
We thought those days would never end.
