Words & music Copyright © 1996 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.

I could sell your ego for a ride,
you concluded that your head was fried.
And I'll find another this and that in the sky,
and I'm gonna do whatever you do is the way to stay behind.

I can feel your inner sanction thighs,
I can feel a sentence on the rise.

Hey you do what you do and I'll stay by,
but you don't know what to do so
you get me high.

No way I'll hide,
left out tongue tied,
no way I'll hide,
find me tongue tied.

Brand new 311 just sittin' there taped
on to my chair,fuzztain, yeah.

And you wake in the morning to the early,
early day, you see your head is leaking in
the most unusual way, see I fly over the sea,
see I fly over the trees, and this and that and uh,
yes it is up to me to introduce you to the members
of Fred Green, C & B & T exactly what I mean, hey, hey, yeah, hey, YOW