Never should of take this position of misery But gotta make the poppa eyes expect the best vision of me Sittin' in the sherifs chair, embarrassment history If I gotta live this institution of pitching schemes I’ll sit inside my sanity happily where pigeons sing Pickin' crumbs, but having fun, so fuck it we’re living dreams There are no fantasies cat daddy It is what it seems...
I’m trading fools loot for zoot suits That cue cooped views loose Unbreakin' 8 balls Unshaven’ mover and shaker I say fuck the money making For the sake of a paper face I’ll turn this slumbering cough Into a honey spot Plenty of love Sitting in sevens settlements Until grief stops I want big bags of change to rain life While the suns hot I want big bags of change to rain life... While the suns hot
Enter in new into pick up 52’s Where its dripping with excitement And sippin' life unused Where everything is free And the energy never sleeps And the band has a jam session that last for several weeks And the peak of the night Never peep squeaks of a fight And the ratio of guys and dolls Rise and falls on the beat side ya dig Ladies is sassy as fire in the classiest attire Gents jazzy, in a dazzling fiasco Hoo ray we dance in freedoms shoes Heaven worry free floor Passion passin' back the blues like Swang like orangoutangs Banging banana peels And hanging like mangos From celling fan dangling wheels Rearrange change Rename endangered dames And panda bears playing banjos A haven for animals and awakenings Rearrange change... While the suns hot!