Trickle Down

You think, you think You think too much, I think I think you think too much, I think I think, you don't know what you're talking about You do, you do I must be honest, I hate this slower street I park all ready to be robbed by people that I meet I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I hear I know, I know, I know, got nothing to fear You keep pushing, you keep pushing Pushy, pushy, don't push me I'm an insect, I'm a figment I'm a chief as a genuine minion Imaginations, imaginations Imagine my frustrations You pick a fight with a .45 caliber Won't help you It was a dismal rain that cooled the hot When it trickled down we all saw spots Float over, float over Now I've been in jail for a million years Got all these people holding me back I know, I know I must be honest I hate this stone street I park all ready to be robbed by people I know, I know and I'm growing tried I'm growing tired It's my favorite mangle, a fanciful tangle That went down like the [Incomprehensible] spastic And spasms and spasms Suffer the death of what you are It's now, it's now Suffer the death of what you were Has no effect on a hard-boiled world Warm, weary eyed [Incomprehensible] cat skill world You must follow blind Just shoot a pigeon-holed pigeon You're waiting to be sheave Just like you sheave that grazes all over your face And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt And you've got the urge to be a lightning bolt I've gotta tell you, I just don't know I've gotta tell you, I just don't know What the fuck you're trying to say? What the fuck, man? What the fuck you trying to say? Just sit there and shut your mouth Just sit there and shut up