Get a Load of This Guy (Interlude)
Yo could you pass me another beer?
Yeah, I gotchu
*Knocks on door*
I said turn it down!
Oh shit, hide the beers
*Cans clattering*
Oh hey Mr. Walden
You know I haven't even been able to sleep
And it's probably 2, 3, 5 o'clock right now
And my father used go out on the boat at 5 A.M.
And catch tilapia and he would just have tilapia
And it was simple, it was like the Bible!
Feed on what thee has. Remember that?
Cause you wake up early
You eat what you sewed
Now what do you do?
You put some marbles in a machine
And out comes a Pabst blue ribbon and a taquitos
It shouldn't work like that
You have to make things
Roll the grain and then buy the plows
And sell up all the plows and buy the plow factory
And then you sell the plow factory, and buy the plow factory factory
*Laughing* what're you talking about?
See now you're laughing cause you don't have anything serious.
Nothing hits you in the face anymore
It ain't real until It's in your home eating your food and yelling at your mother
It's just a picture on your picture screen
You're just scared of it until you go and somehow you're alright and you don't have any money
What
Yeah, I gotchu
*Knocks on door*
I said turn it down!
Oh shit, hide the beers
*Cans clattering*
Oh hey Mr. Walden
You know I haven't even been able to sleep
And it's probably 2, 3, 5 o'clock right now
And my father used go out on the boat at 5 A.M.
And catch tilapia and he would just have tilapia
And it was simple, it was like the Bible!
Feed on what thee has. Remember that?
Cause you wake up early
You eat what you sewed
Now what do you do?
You put some marbles in a machine
And out comes a Pabst blue ribbon and a taquitos
It shouldn't work like that
You have to make things
Roll the grain and then buy the plows
And sell up all the plows and buy the plow factory
And then you sell the plow factory, and buy the plow factory factory
*Laughing* what're you talking about?
See now you're laughing cause you don't have anything serious.
Nothing hits you in the face anymore
It ain't real until It's in your home eating your food and yelling at your mother
It's just a picture on your picture screen
You're just scared of it until you go and somehow you're alright and you don't have any money
What
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Writer(s): Colin Walsh
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