walk with wasp cops
total dudes on the boulevard screaming"gnar!"
method grab to infinite job hunt
wolf toot. wolf toot on you
wool suit covered in toots
piss on the snare drum
come to the drum circle
my friend triangle has burritos for us
if we believe in the mission style
we can travel with panic for miles.
acid smile
drips into triangle's beard
weird trip
weird trip
pass the bio diesel.
im sick
infinite solos
complete jamage
i need a vegan sandwich
my vibe is fading
fading into a slow tabla drone
i wish i were in a coma
wool shirt covered in salsa
my lifestyle is false
quick truce quick truce
searching for produce
i find my diploma
its covered in peace signs
grabbed all the dudes and we hiked
silent hikers on the precipice.
we had knife fights for days
no winners, we are all losers
meditate on that
meditate on that
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