Borrowed pennies for a leek, yeah,
And the dustman made me freakout,
Like a hippie with a jewel in his brain.
Baby, things were lookin' bleak,
I could hardly dare to speak,
As I clung on underneath the speeding train.
So I mumbled sour speech,
As I changed my name to Leech,
And my parasites kept driving me insane.
as the wolves scratched down my door, I trapped one by the jaw, And I asked him (quite politely) for his name. Where are all my friends? Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends, Never met a dog that took to me! He said, "Son if you'll release me, I could rap a bit more freely." Like an imbecile, I let him in again. He said, "Boy, the situation Is a touch of constipation In your purse causin' a tumor on my brain."
I said, Man, I aint a doctor, But Im sure if youd adopt a New religion, it would Fix up your complaint. Where are all my friends? Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends, Never met a dog that took to me! So he shoots me in the neck, And he tells me he'll be back, Loss of earnings is a felony I'll claim. But as soon as I heal up, And I finish with this bitter cup, And I manage to get to my feet again,
Tell you what I'll do...
I'll get on with my profession,
Teach wild dogs a lesson,
Cut those angry tumors off their angry brains.
Where are all my friends?
Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends,
Never met a dog that took to me!
And the dustman made me freakout,
Like a hippie with a jewel in his brain.
Baby, things were lookin' bleak,
I could hardly dare to speak,
As I clung on underneath the speeding train.
So I mumbled sour speech,
As I changed my name to Leech,
And my parasites kept driving me insane.
as the wolves scratched down my door, I trapped one by the jaw, And I asked him (quite politely) for his name. Where are all my friends? Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends, Never met a dog that took to me! He said, "Son if you'll release me, I could rap a bit more freely." Like an imbecile, I let him in again. He said, "Boy, the situation Is a touch of constipation In your purse causin' a tumor on my brain."
I said, Man, I aint a doctor, But Im sure if youd adopt a New religion, it would Fix up your complaint. Where are all my friends? Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends, Never met a dog that took to me! So he shoots me in the neck, And he tells me he'll be back, Loss of earnings is a felony I'll claim. But as soon as I heal up, And I finish with this bitter cup, And I manage to get to my feet again,
Tell you what I'll do...
I'll get on with my profession,
Teach wild dogs a lesson,
Cut those angry tumors off their angry brains.
Where are all my friends?
Now I'm rollin' up my dog-ends,
Never met a dog that took to me!