Wake up in the morning. Clock says half past one. I have no sunglasses. As I step into the sun. . There's no recollection. Of the evil things I've done.
I got so much trouble on my mind. That it feels just like I'm always sleeping with the enemy. But I know the real world always gets the last word. And that's why you gotta kick reality.
You could hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin' on my nuts. . Out my window cool and bright. Fade so slowly into night. Funny how things look the same. Now that my friend Ebin's changed.
No me importa que se lleva. Porque todo se quitará. Ay no puedo verlo. Ni en pintura. . Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta. De que luego, tuviera que pagar.
No me importa que se lleva. Porque todo se quitará. Ay no puedo verlo. Ni en pintura. . Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta. De que luego, tuviera que pagar.