1 that lame bunch just wouldn’t
ever move their sad ass
they ain’t got no punch
they ain’t got no class
those bums rot away there
delivery ‘bout nil
B: we’re on hard core distraction
downright overkill & lies
2 my dim bunch just couldn’t
ever tell shit from shit
would never understand the value of
some guts & some wit
would never roll out to
where the action gets wild / B
3 my dull bunch just couldn’t
ever tell wheat from chaff
have no real clue
‘soon’s the action gets tough
they’ve caught the wrong train
their minds in a haze / B
rep: 1 & B
4 we can’t command spirit
wouldn’t have it on call
‘cause spirit may strike us or
not visit at all
we know when we’re licked &
response is near nil / B