i could move the bar
except i know
i confess a chop
and pay no more
look at me fold
i’ve been let down too
if them rats stocked up
i could pay like you
in the mac bone
i can’t see too good
it's a lot like
lookin at the back of
i match to the beat
then ya let it all go
maybe someday
i’ll give it my all
you’re lookin’ rough
whatcha waitin’ for