Six-up, five-oh, pigs come, I cop 'n' go. The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos. Good luck finding critters creepy as me. They shoulda fried me, I'll give you PTSD
Vodka shots dropping down the throat they've been stomping on. Cockin' guns and lockin' up, the quota's all for shock 'n' awe. Driving's tiring, and I've been hotwiring. To make my get away from the jailbreak riot and
My cellmates scraping upon the bricks in the basement Tryin' to escape this probation generation Too late, crazy fucker's gotta do the time Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes
I'm alive and kicking 'til the split ends fray Maybe plead insane, guilty, but I'm not the one to blame. I'm a slave to the main vein, sprayin' on the mainframe. Suffering the infrastructure, hopin' I can maintain
Oh, how I know how I go, how I go. Ask me a question and the answer I know. Yes or no options don' t weigh out, and so. I never see the cons and the pros. You bear a striking resemblance. Some kind of semblance of something I've been rememberin'. You appear familiar, dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror
Please, policeman, no heel-to-toe. Oh, please let me go. Please, policeman, is it a test? I won't know 'til I'm under arrest
The drunk tank's blood-red, junkie's gonna relapse. Some think punk's dead, me, I don't believe that. Rock 'n' roll gathering that moss until I be that. Lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, bust your kneecap
Up in the Amazon, hide the cure for cancer. I'm Lance Armstrong, you're the necromancer. Slash 'n' burn, crash into the 42nd answer. All my fellow skeletons enjoy the army ants here
Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows. Heaven knows God sitting up there like, "Hell no!". Only one thing comes to those who wait. It's never too late to embrace your fate
May death come swiftly and gently to you Mayhem, cry mayday, and on coming doom. Save your convictions, they never will do. What you say's at least one six-billionth true. You bear a striking resemblance. Some kind of semblance of something I've been remembering. You appear familiar, dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror
Please, policeman, no heel-to-toe. Oh, please let me go. Please, policeman, is it a test? I won't know 'til I'm under arrest
Ladies and gentlemen, Michael Chicken here on the guitar. Let me see a fucking move
Am I being detained? Am I under arrest? Read me my rights, please!I want my phone call!
Please, policeman, no heel-to-toe. Oh, please let me go Please, policeman, is it a test? I won't know 'til ah-da-da-da-da-da!
Please, policeman, no heel-to-toe. Oh, please let me go Please, policeman, is it a test? I won't know 'til I'm under arrest
