Keef says he was one of the best

He could sure write a song

But the bad stuff got him

Wild horses didn’t take him away

A gram too much did

Mixing with the Joshua Trees

Then jamming at night

Booze and drugs

Two women doing resus with an ice cube 

Cremated casket 

Only 35lbs of flesh to take to New Orleans 

Living on the edge there are two ways to fall

Weigh up the Grams 

Fly on burrito brother

Your spirit is still in the Joshua Tree