Lyrics:
Ain't no fuckin order too big
And makin crack like this is the song
You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long
Never cook yo
to a simpler time
Before I knew how to rhyme before I had not a care
Grab a chair for a boost to reach the LP player
Blow the dust off, cough I’m taking off like
I said, "What time you get off?"
She said, "When you get me off"
I kinda laughed but it turned into a cough
'Cause I swallowed down the wrong pipe
lock me down
Free me by June
I don’t want no problems with that boy Corona
If I find out ya got it I need a restraining order
My kids getting
On us all
If this is a war
Why is all I fear a cough?
Wrote a song when it all was a joke
Now I laugh by myself
Stuck at home
The Coronavirus got us all
I'm gonna drive her til she leaves the rail
For I'm eight hours late by that Western Mail"
Casey Jones, I'm gonna drive her
Casey Jones, til she
two slices white bread Texas style.
Order in order out order online,
Order by mail fax toll free anytime.
The waitress is a middle age ex-hippie
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Used to bring my pack to show and tell
Me I never cared about the smell
I might order more right through the mail
Meet mademoiselle at the motel
I been
the same story
I'm probably somewhere with a 10 or
I'm runnin with gang for the mail order
Better stay out the way gotta pay for it
I quiet my mind need
Ain't no fuckin order too big
And makin crack like this is the song
You won't be getting yo money if yo shit ain't cooked long
Never cook yo
Why all these bugles crying for squads of young men drilled
To kill and to be killed and waiting by this train?
Why the orders loud and hoarse, why
In the night, man is trapped by fright
A gift, fire brigs freedom and light
No!
Errah!
Blegh!
“angry noises”
Prometheus! You fool!
What
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand
Said this is the trip
Caller called Casey bout half past four he kissed his wife at the station door
He climbed in the cabin with his orders in his hand
Said this is the trip
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself
In a hellcat at the gates of Hell
Order from Grailed just came in the mail
Not even my problem, they hate me
Mek we go the cafe go browse
Mek we go the cafe go browse
Mek we go the cafe go browse
I 4 go check my e-mails e-mails
I 4 go check som ronnins
Says he's got a bad cough wants to get it paid off
God knows when but you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alleyway lookin' for a new
instance.....
Lyin' awake nights, listenin' for coughs and cries and creakin'
floorboards.....hah-hah, and me comin' in too late.
Boy, you had the eye
Says he's got a bad cough wants to get it paid off
God knows when but you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alleyway lookin' for a new
my good books good books to cool I like I wife
Two step three step
I cough I might we to young
We to young We to young
I got a special move maybe I can
I'm sittin' on my bed with a tissue box
'Cause I got a nasty cough, ough, ough, ough
My nose is really stuffy and my cat is really fluffy
And my dog
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