You think
You think
You think too much I think
I think you think too much I think
I think you don't know what you're talking about
You do, you do
I must be honest I hate [hit?] this stone [slower?] street [story straight?]
I park all ready to be robbed by people that I meet
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I hear
I know, I know, I know, got nothing to fear
You keep pushing
You keep pushing
Pushy, pushy
Don't push me
I'm an insect
I'm a figment
I'm a chief as a genuine minion
Imaginations
Imaginations
Imagine my frustrations
I think [you pick?] a fight with a .45 caliber
Won't [Lord?] help you
It was a dismal rain that cooled the hut [hot?]
When it trickled down we all saw spots
Float over... float over
Now I've been in jail for a million years
Got all these people holding me back
I know, I know
I must be honest I hate this stone street
I park all ready to be robbed by people
I know, I know
And I'm growing tried
I'm growing tired
It's my favorite mangle
A fanciful tangle
That went down like the [V-neck?] fantastic spastic
[phonetic/fanatic/frenetic spasm?]
Spasms and spasms
Suffer the death of what you are
It's now, it's now
Suffer the death of what you were
Has no effect on a hard-boiled world
Warm weary eyed
_?_ catskill world
You must follow blind
Just shoot a pigeon-holed pigeon
You're waiting to be sheave
Just like you sheave that grazes all over your face
And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt
And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt
I've gotta tell you I just don't know
I've gotta tell you I just don't know
What the f*ck you're trying to say
What the f*ck, man
What the f*ck you trying to say
Just sit there and shut your mouth
Just sit there and shut up