Greyhound

Pickin' in, my nose bleed

I sucked on a roach

Marching to a new beat

Bombing like coach

You were on the rebound

I was on the road

Riding in a groover

Walking like a tout

Walking in my blue jeans

Walking every dest

Running like a food chair

Smoke 'em by the fires

Song looks like a dope fiend

I would come to pairs

She was very guilty

And we had a blast

When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor

Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk

Sitting on my butt

When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor

Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk

Sitting on my butt

Sell me Christ from the star

When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor

Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk

Sitting on my butt

When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor

Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk

Sitting on my butt

Sell me Christ from the star

Sell me Christ from the star

Tempting on the higher

Tempting on the higher