Bald to the skin
Fat wrinkly head
Southern drawl
Sense of power
and you have it too
Hands behind your back
or I'll spray you
face down
oooooh
it wells up in me
oooooooh
I can't wait
that's right
stay focused on me
with the cuffs too tight
and the taste of pavement in my mouth
I can see my young friend
Behind you
you see me smile
the goosebumps on my arms
pulled tight
in ropes
Like a rodeo
Pig
Uh-oh
you hear the foot steps too late
CRACK!
Hit by a truck
that's what we call
the metal axle
beneath our skateboards
that's what you call assault
that's what we call
Justice
and you're right
you did spray me in the face
I like my new lipstick
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