Yo, straight out the ghetto, I'm damn hood I stack a dollar like a whole rack of canned goods Baggy jeans, no chimps, ACG Boots Livin' in the crack spot
I'm broken down and barrel chested again Some people try for all their lives but they never make a dent You hang around broke, bored and restless again
We had a dog named Bocephus livin in the front yard He liked sleeping out on top of the car He drank beer out of the mason jar And he climb up on everyone
We say Deo, Deo, Deo Roll that barrel out We say Deo, Deo Twist the tap and pass it around He owns a Graddel by banyan tree And old Jamacia called the
7 Fässer Wein können uns nicht gefährlich sein. Das wär doch gelacht, wer steht gerne auf einem Bein? Wir machen durch, kommt Freunde
Well you're a good man Albert Brown And you was wounded in the war And though you shot some people down You're still a good man Albert Brown Well you'
The radio/dj plays our favorite song it's what keeps me holding on Baby do you miss me now that I'm gone Do you miss me I remember the day that you
A well-known Bognor restaurant-owner Disappeared early this morning Last seen in a mouse-brown overcoat suitably camouflaged They saw him catch a train
I'm hiding in a rain barrel Inside these consul walls, This shaft of light is so narrow I can't see much at all, Outside I hear the feet running Voices
I keep on livin' To keep from cryin' I keep on dreamin' To keep from dyin' I keep on trying I ain't gonna stop Get right down to the bottom of the barrel
I fell into a barrel of monkeys; I tried real hard but I couldn't get the money He's calling me baby but he ain't my honey I fell into a barrel of monkeys
Hear it, hear it, hear it, hear it, hear it, hear it I can see the writing on the wall, I can hear the axe before it falls I can really feel it getting
Hey mister can you help me I'm a loner on the run I'm just looking for tomorrow And I ain't gonna hurt no one I jumped headfirst into a bottle I was
Wrap me up and seal me in cause I don't wanna see The fallen rubble I'm standing in, it all breaks down to me Have I dug the hole too deep? I'm down
I Can See The Writing On The Wall I Can Hear The Axe Before It Falls I Can Really Feel It Getting Through To Me I Can See The Sea Begin To Glow I Can
By the last breath of the four winds that blow I'll have revenge upon fortunate Smile in his face I'll say, "Come let us go" I've a cask of amontillado
You better listen It's thin It's a powder keg. You better listen to me. Take me home. I don't want to go. Take me back to the safe. Know better. You better
In a garden, what a garden Only happy faces bloom there And there's never any room there For a worry or a gloom there Oh, there's music and there's dancing
