A shadow is cast in my footsteps I think about doing what's right 'Cause in my mind I'm out of sight
But a man like me can't see you Can't hold you for the night 'Cause I haven't been keeping my body tight
It's a long way to come out swinging Yeah I wager, won't think twice I roll the dice honey Ooh Ooh OOh That's right
The worst part about being homeless Is waking up from a dirty wet dream With a lap full of cum and a head full of steam
And I'm stuck here in a city Where the people all speak like pigs Don't need their pity, need my country figs And I hear drunk drivers singing As they speed to a red light No brake marks mean suicide, honey Ooh Ooh OOh
Got a cap full of temporary hair I got a chest with a vacant heart Got a skin full of piss and one last dart
And the memory of my woman Passing by to call my name Don't test me girl I've got torso pain
I might just drive a car Best on the lot I speed home baby show you what I've got And if you won't say yes I'll full-tilt gain it Right into the side of the Best and Less
Chorus] Said I'm stuck here in a city Where the people all speak like pigs Don't need their penny, need my country figs Said I'm stuck here in a city Where the people all speak like pigs Don't need their penny, need my country figs Said I'm stuck here in a city Where the people all speak like pigs Don't need their penny, need my country figs
Compositores: Pavle Vizintin, Ivan Vizintin, Alexander Cameron (Stuttah), Roy Molloy ECAD: Obra #17035919