Trickle Down

You think You think You think too much I think I think you think too much I think I think you don't know what you're talking about You do, you do I must be honest I hate [hit?] this stone [slower?] street [story straight?] I park all ready to be robbed by people that I meet I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I hear I know, I know, I know, got nothing to fear You keep pushing You keep pushing Pushy, pushy Don't push me I'm an insect I'm a figment I'm a chief as a genuine minion Imaginations Imaginations Imagine my frustrations I think [you pick?] a fight with a .45 caliber Won't [Lord?] help you It was a dismal rain that cooled the hut [hot?] When it trickled down we all saw spots Float over... float over Now I've been in jail for a million years Got all these people holding me back I know, I know I must be honest I hate this stone street I park all ready to be robbed by people I know, I know And I'm growing tried I'm growing tired It's my favorite mangle A fanciful tangle That went down like the [V-neck?] fantastic spastic [phonetic/fanatic/frenetic spasm?] Spasms and spasms Suffer the death of what you are It's now, it's now Suffer the death of what you were Has no effect on a hard-boiled world Warm weary eyed _?_ catskill world You must follow blind Just shoot a pigeon-holed pigeon You're waiting to be sheave Just like you sheave that grazes all over your face And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt I've gotta tell you I just don't know I've gotta tell you I just don't know What the fuck you're trying to say What the fuck, man What the fuck you trying to say Just sit there and shut your mouth Just sit there and shut up