Greyhound

Pickin' in, my nose bleed I sucked on a roach Marching to a new beat Bombing like coach You were on the rebound I was on the road Riding in a groover Walking like a tout Walking in my blue jeans Walking every dest Running like a food chair Smoke 'em by the fires Song looks like a dope fiend I would come to pairs She was very guilty And we had a blast When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk Sitting on my butt When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk Sitting on my butt Sell me Christ from the star When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk Sitting on my butt When daddy was a happy, I was on the floor Oh, my only God, we don't do that thing no more Trouble with the daylight, spinning like a hawk Sitting on my butt Sell me Christ from the star Sell me Christ from the star Tempting on the higher Tempting on the higher