Iīll stick to the mailman Iīm pinned against a pot plant Iīm sick of all the sun-tan oily with the ray-ban
take that to the bank and call it a check masked without a weapon
Iīm skinny as a spit pan dealing with the shit plan just another rock band
take that to the man and call it a check trapped within a contract
hey there boy while you were catching the black widow the rest of us were watching melrose I wanna swim in the wattershed I wanna listen to the flowerhead I lost a gallon and still I bled I keep on thinking I get ahead
pissed at all the disc jam pissed about the 5-ham pissed about the green state I miss it and I canīt wait
hey man, canīt you tell itīs still a problem? see you at the devilīs tower
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