regret is

it started when we were little kids, free spirits, but already tormented, by our own hands, given to us by our parents, we got together and wrote on desks, and slept in laundry rooms near snowy mountains, and slipped through whatever cracks we could find, minds altered, we didn't falter, we loved the dirty city, and the journeys away from it, we had not yet been or seen our friends, selves, chase tails round and round in downward spirals, leaving trail of irretrievable, vital life juice behind, still, the brothersbloodcomradespartnerfamilycuzz, was impenetrable and we lived inside it, laughing with no clothes, and everything experimental 'till death was upon us, in our face, mortality, and lots of things seemed futile then, but love and music can save us, and did, while the giant gray monster grew, more poisoned and volatile around us, jaws clamping down and spewing ugly shit around, nothing is the same, so we keep moving, so we keep moving, went off and got some hair cuts, lookin' wild and got all drugged up, hopped a train into the night, got a ride with a transvestite, two boys in san francisco, two boys in san francisco, blasted off in a bart bathroom, those coppers woke us up, the mothersfuckers woke us up, two young brothers on a hover craft, telepathetic love and bellylaughs, storm the stage of universal, slim shine talk boy go subversal, papa's proud and so he sent us, pounding hearts full and relentless, two boys in london, england, two boys in london, england, climbing out of hostel windows, wearing gear so out but in though, come on kind and do the no no, two young brothers on a hovercraft, telepathics love and belly laughs, we went to fairfax high school, jumped off buildings into their pools, we'd sit down and grease at canters, run like hell they can't catch us, two boys in l.a. proper, two boys in l.a. proper, stealin' anything that we could, gotta sneak into the starwood, gotta peak into the deep good, i remember, 10 years ago in hollywood, we did some good, and we did some real bad stuff, but the butthole surfers said, it's better to regret something you did, than something you didn't do, we were young, and we were looking, looking, looking for that deep kick, seen 'em come, seen 'em go,