Back In The Game
Take your brother down to the sea
Have a two's on a cigarette
Young sons mosey it happily
Learn facts on the soviets
A crowded room that fits just three
Takes four, do you connect?
All this shit means fuck-all to me
Long livers in the subsect
So crazy Billy Jay Jones
He robs banks just for the shits
Man alone giggling, so stoned, pick up the phone
'Cause that money I lent, you said was just a loan
You're danger prone
With too much gel and a whiff of dad's cologne
Leave me alone
'Cause now you're come down, and you've just gone lowered the tone
But after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
But after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
With a tainted brain of intoxication, purple heart, smart ass
Got on a transistor, said that you missed her
Looking for selectors, and found no one better than you
With brother, boy's blue, kick up the old, take up an avenue
And talk like you do or you do
Kicking up time, 'cause now you comes down
And it's for who the bells toll
After about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
And after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
Have a two's on a cigarette
Young sons mosey it happily
Learn facts on the soviets
A crowded room that fits just three
Takes four, do you connect?
All this shit means fuck-all to me
Long livers in the subsect
So crazy Billy Jay Jones
He robs banks just for the shits
Man alone giggling, so stoned, pick up the phone
'Cause that money I lent, you said was just a loan
You're danger prone
With too much gel and a whiff of dad's cologne
Leave me alone
'Cause now you're come down, and you've just gone lowered the tone
But after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
But after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
With a tainted brain of intoxication, purple heart, smart ass
Got on a transistor, said that you missed her
Looking for selectors, and found no one better than you
With brother, boy's blue, kick up the old, take up an avenue
And talk like you do or you do
Kicking up time, 'cause now you comes down
And it's for who the bells toll
After about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
And after about ten dear minutes, he was back in the game
Thought he was done, man thought he was finished
He's back up again
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Alexander Treays
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