Underdogs Of Nipomo Lyrics - Archers Of Loaf

Black and white 

But the time is stricnine. 

You soak it down in your rubbing alcohol. 

You're saying you're underdogs, 

Knowing what they don't want 

And what they don't want... 

Strange boy 

Scrounging through his pockets. 

Scraping over nachos 

And a microbrew. 

Stuck in the middle one sucking up, up town 

Clogging up the quarters at the arcade. 

I said you're better than me at this 

So much better at this, 

So much better of forcing the matter of 

Kill the running joke just before it grows 

Kill everyone you owe 

'cause excess goes away. 

(repeat) 

Goes away 

Goes away 

Goes away 

I said you're better than me at this 

So much better at this, 

So much better at forcing the matter of 

Kill the running joke just before it grows 

Kill everyone you owe 

'cause excess goes away. 

(repeat) 

I'm not at home 'cause I'm going to nipomo, c.a. 

Just leave the money on the soundman's check. 

I'm on the middle box sucking up, up town 

Knowing what we don't want, what they don't want. 

I'm not at home 'cause I'm going to nipomo, c.a. 

But lay your money on the soundman's check. 

I'm on the middle box sucking up, up town 

Knowing what we don't want, what we don't want.