8 to 80, dumb, crippled, and crazy
we passed the time, by treading well
through stripes and spots, and psuedo-hell
we conversed in laughter, and whispered in silence
one single slap was the only instance of violence
but I've come to terms, and covered my tracks
we don't need to think about it
anymore
end of act
yo, you rule, coming through in the clutch
but wait one more minute, yo
why is that?
so I can cop the dutch!
the forests of jeffersonville, oh how I love thee
through stripes and spots, and psuedo-hell
we conversed in laughter, and whispered in silence
one single slap was the only instance of violence
but I've come to terms, and covered my tracks
we don't need to think about it
anymore
end of act
yo, you rule, coming through in the clutch
but wait one more minute, yo
why is that?
so I can cop the dutch!
the forests of jeffersonville, oh how I love thee