I am all in a ball and you're fine, you're, I have this bag of hammers and I won't ask
to come in cause I have sold everything, still I have got some hammers and there's a hole in your head, spill your thoughts on the floor
we wanted you back, you wanted it more, the trick is, you do not get on that interstate bus, the catch is, you stay and see what becomes of us
shake, shake, shake, shake the frame and it's hard to stress the word, make it sharp, hot, hot bowl, hot, hot bowl
and a sharp as I stink, a sharp as I sing, it still suits you, doesn't it, like a lick of ice cream
I have all the number in your front
I've got this vibe of heaven
And I won't ask to come in
Cause I have sold everything
Still I have got some manners
Shake, shake, shake the frame of this house
Stands the word, make it shout
Ha, ha, ho, ha, ha
And as sharp as I stay
As sharp as I say
It still suits you
Doesn't it?
Like a length of ice cream
Shake, shake, shake the frame of this house
Stands the word, make it shout
Ha, ha, ho, ha, ha
And as sharp as I stay
As sharp as I say
It still suits you
Doesn't it?
Like a length of ice cream
Shake the frame of this house
Stands the word, make it shout
Ha, ha, ho, ha
