Из альбома: Slips Backwards
ride it out in the mezzanine
i read those magazines, i lost my limousine license
i took a little tip from the way insider
wrote it on her hip with a magic marker
washed it all off with a warm wet wash cloth
stashed in the trash back behind the car wash
a little situation went down and now
i've gotta eat my way out of it
now i've gotta suck myself away from this
now it always starts off with a kiss
now it always ends up with a fist
took him down around the waterpark
he had a red swimsuit and two eyes two miles apart
looked just like a hammerhead shark
with a hook in it's mouth, he was dead in the yard
after the night games
everyone's makin the death claims
pointing at the guys in the dice game
call me a lightweight, i'm just a main street spider
and she's a trader insider
i'm just her cigarette lighter
and i'm her limousine driver