back beat | driving on a feeling running down a prayer the world is just too full of fools and i'm here without hair walking the streets to the funky funky beat nothings quite so chunky as the peanut butter beneath your feet walk these streets in daylight walk these streets with care you aren't a republican my boyO the cops for you aren't there can't take a joke can't take a toke what's wrong with this world and does it have to do with the goo I stuck inside my head instead of eating poo like all the rest of the sheep like all the rest of the nation we're all in a daze we're all headed for hell some just think that by yelling the bus will somehow de-rail. | 2001-06-19 |