She played for the Angels, I played for the The summer had been stolen and the were all loaded There was big on the line Big money all the time, There was big on the line
I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna at home They can have my just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone
I was in the kitchen, the was in the fall A friend of mine told me there were no point in moaning No, there weren't no at all There was big fire in the hall, There no points at all
I walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home They can have my just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone And I can't talk so I I got nothin' to say keep my eyes, just take these tears away
Lock stock and barrel, all the dogs were in feral And the car ran like a percolator His liver had hard and he wouldn't mow the yard There was big on the line
And I heard that his brother was a He liked to a problem with a gun If you wanna know the facts, you teach him how to act And I hate syrup, don't you?
I'd rather be a sailor than a I'd to sail a ship into the sun If you wanna the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth And I hate cough syrup, you?
I that your mother is a martyr I heard she's got connections the mob If you learn to fight, you gotta drink up all the light And I hate syrup, don't you?
I'd rather be a matchstick a lighter I like to see the curl up and burn If you touch the sky, you must be prepared to die And I hate syrup, don't you?
I hate syrup and I hate the food in Europe And I hate cough syrup, true If you wanna know the truth, you dig up Johnny Booth And I hate cough syrup, don't I cough syrup, it's true