Letra de Friction (Live in San Francisco 1978)
This is called "Friction" (Alright, yeah)It musta've been some big set-up All the action just would not let up It's just a little bit back from the main road Where the silence spreads and the men dig holesI start to spin the tale You complain of my dictionYou give me friction (friction) Give me friction (friction) Give me frictionMy eyes are like telescopes I see it all backwards, but who wants hope? If I ever catch that ventriloquist I'll squeeze his head right into my fistSomething comes tracking down What's the prediction?I'll betcha it's friction (friction) I'll betcha it's friction (friction) I'll betcha it's friction Slick, way out of skin It's frictionStop this head motion, set the sails All us boys are gonna wind up in jailI don't wanna grow up There's too much contradictionToo much friction (friction) A high light friction (friction) I'm crazy 'bout friction (friction) Oh, I can see DOAFriction Friction Friction