The Coyote

Hey old boy
It's been a while
Why am I hearing from you
You know there buddy
You act like a child
So that's how I'm a treat you

The cat's in your cradle
'Cause I threw him there
Claws dig into your skin
Maybe I should
Leave it a while
And let its hunger kick in

Are you mad that your world is burning
Are you sad that you can't get your way
I refuse to make your lies come true
'Cause I know it drives you insane

Are you mad and frustrated your little plan won't work old boy
Are you mad that they realize your shit parade is dead and
If I see you around
I'm telling you now
I'll see to it
That you're buried in the ground

(Thought you knew when to stop)
(To think that I almost forgot)
(Then you crawled back from your grave)

(Thought you knew when to stop)
(To think that I almost forgot)
(Then you crawled back from your grave)

Couldn't stop your bullshit
Couldn't stop your bullshit
Couldn't stop your bullshit
And now I see you
Crawlin' clawin' back from your
Grave

(Well now motherfucker, are you)
Mad that your world is burning
Are you sad that you can't get your way
I refuse to make your lies come true
'Cause I know it drives you insane

Are you mad and frustrated your little plan won't work old boy
Are you mad that they realize your shit parade is dead and
If I see you around
I'm telling you now
I'll see to it
That you're buried in the ground

Hey old boy
Where you been
You plotting your next move
You're like the coyote
From the cartoon
Try to fuck with me
Like you always do
Dynamite stick
Up your ass
Why did you light the fuse
Try and end me and
You'll find out soon
I'll have the last laugh



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Joseph Plummer
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