Come on and get it while it's here 'Cause it's running out and you're in a rush Don't wanna get it over there Wanna get it here but you ain't the first
I'm headed - I got a bosscap on I'm leaded - like Satan's son Just a negative dimension with a nasty horror twist You're a sinker with a bullet baby
Automatic thrill come Come and get me in my sleep Automatic thrill come Come and get me in my sleep Make a stain upon the sheet Got me smelling sweet
Rack'em up for a straight ruler and take the curse I've never felt too good but tonight I think I'm feelin' worse Gotta get some power lotion and go lubin
Got it messy baby I'm runnin I'm runnin So fasty baby I'm gunnin I'm gunnin Godamn nasty and I'm iced now know what i mean It was a cleanie baby now
Bleak young fop watching lava lamp glowin? Wanna build a little more esteem Hang out in the black room eating all the mushroom Wanna have the blackest
He?s in a dirty line (He wanna do it) Doing record time (Come on and do it) He?s among the swine (Getting through it) Doing record time (Come on and
I got a car full of stash and I want to sell it I got some tickets and hash and now I want to sell it You wanna take out the trash, you wanna go around
I got my mama on my tail I got a double whammer in my trail And now I?m howling, howling, baby, all night long I got them jitters going in my song Bring
Huddled on across the street Getting cold when we suddenly meet Must have been a couple of years And I feel nothing but a cold, cold fear 'Cause now
Well, I?m a full three course tonight Yeah, I?m a tummy roller coaster alright Drowned in sauce, egg on top All the sides with a big fat butter dollop
Well I will get in the cage And I will meet the rage 'Cos I ain't got no choice now I gotta turn the page And when I hear the roar You know I'm gonna
I got a one way ticket and I?m planning on comin' back I got body full of kicks and I?m heading right for the sack I got some bad-ass speakers playing
Big plate tell me, where?s my meat You ride a car from the passenger seat You got big words 'bout a little plan A little boy with a card that says 'Man
All my friends are coming round tonight And they know what to do They?re gonna hang out on the corner They mean shit It?s gonna be a long, long Friday
I got your beep and now I am on my way Light falls and I am on my way 'Coz I?ll nail that picture right through your wall I got a black bag ready when
With the top down And a hitcher And a stream of steady talk I got the beat on And a kerosene bottle And a light on the cigar Light green Light up the
It was a long long hour in a long long year It took a time to get out of the rut And now the long gone power got you bendin' over And it's time to get
