Lyrics: Primitive Radio Gods. White Hot Peach. Message from Steven.

Got a message from Steven, must've got it 'bout late last night
There's nothing to hold, Barbara said she'd cover it all

And someone called and wanted to know
Just a note that he's leaving, everything that won't fit inside the van
He'll be sending me something but the tape ate the rest
All the time he wanted to go, what a time he wanted to go


Got a message from Steven, got a job and I found your vest

Submitted by Michael Hack