笨小笨The House of Awareness Story (Live)歌词由Eduardo Quezada演唱，出自专辑《The House of Awareness Story (Live)》，下面是《The House of Awareness Story (Live)》完整版歌词！
The House of Awareness Story (Live)歌词完整版
The House Of Awareness
Hollywood haze, summer of sixty-eight,
Wilcox Avenue hummin' with dreams just like mine.
Twenty bucks a week in the House of Awareness,
One room and a rooftop, chasing sunshine.
Found a denim jacket, cool breeze on my skin,
Didn't know the storm it would bring me in.
Yucca Street to the Omnibus, a biker's delight,
Suddenly I'm a stranger in the wrong kind of light.
(Verse 2)
Eyes like emeralds, leather and chrome,
Girls on fire, motorcycles whispering home.
But the rumble ain't friendly, the gaze ain't kind,
"What's your name, boy, what's your gang, what's on your mind?"
(Chorus)
Eduardo, I stammer, a Tijuana ghost,
Harley dreams and lies that I hope won't cost.
The jacket, a trophy, a symbol of fear,
Hanging heavy, a reminder I'm not welcomed here.
Tense silence stretches, a bead of sweat stings,
Luck in my pocket, a silver tongue sings.
The Mongols circle, a wolf pack I can't tame,
But the stars whisper freedom, and I fan the flame.
(Chorus)
Jacket slips away, a peace offering held,
A lucky escape from a story untold.
Eduardo, they echo, a ghost in the night,
Hollywood shadows, a flicker of light.
(Outro)
Back to Wilcox, heart still aflame,
The city's a canvas, forever the same.
A brushstroke of danger, a lesson learned well,
In the streets of L.A., where dreams and shadows dwell.
