She played for the Angels, I for the Tribe The summer had been stolen and the bases all loaded There was big money on the Big money all the time, There was big on the line
I can't walk so I guess I'm stay at home can have my legs just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone
I was in the kitchen, the year was in the A friend of told me that there were no point in moaning No, there no point at all There was big in the hall, yeah There no points at all
I can't walk so I guess I'm stay at home They can my legs just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone And I can't talk so I guess I got to say I'll keep my eyes, just these tears away
Lock stock and barrel, all the dogs were in feral And the car ran like a broken His liver had gone hard and he wouldn't mow the was big money on the line
And I heard that his brother was a 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 than a fighter I'd like to a ship into the sun If you wanna the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth And I hate syrup, don't you?
I know that your is a martyr I she's got connections with the mob If you wanna learn to fight, you gotta drink up all the And I hate cough syrup, you?
I'd be a matchstick than a lighter I like to see the wood curl up and If you wanna touch the sky, you be prepared to die And I cough syrup, don't you?
I hate cough syrup and I hate the in Europe And I hate syrup, it's true If you know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth And I hate syrup, don't you? I cough syrup, it's true