still preposterous

i toe up under city lights

i'm still preposterous

smokey oesophagus

watch me make an omelette with sausages on top of it

you won't

i'm not from the south; quite the opposite

in january three degrees like a doctorate

man

look at spizzy-spose

he thinks he's so cool

look at his wrists and lack of neck-a-lace with no jewels

let's get retarded: go drool

with some alcoholics

so fuck your o'douls

on stage drunk; flat out rude

when there's ice-storms here

we get black-outs too - oh!

next to vermont we're the smokiest around

clam buckets

dank nuggets up in copious ammounts

i never fuck a clock; i'm not in to doin' time

but my rhymes been sublime since listening to nevermind

nevermind

'till i blow-up or grow-up i'll live a shitty life

and then toe up

i get toe-up under city lights

i get toe up under city lights."