On the run like a bandit, I'm on the loose now. You eat the dust and you taste the puppy chow. This ain't no standstill, hold up. Captain Crunch, a desperado, I take you out to lunch.
Tight shoes, stepping light bending over to go under. Find your seat on the kitchen floor. At first glance 20/20, take your chance, maybe not. With a spruce goose on patrol.
Suckers, suckers, suckers. . You got the sideways grip, I'm about to flip. Your backdrop dizzy spell puttin' dents in the padlock. Cold defying the laws of slingshot.