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