“Gotta get back into jammin'”
Gotta get back into jammin'
If you welcome every trespass, then every tramp's a guest.
we're so hungry / we're so thirsty / I'm gonna hunt until it hurts me (and it hurts me)
we're still turning every table when it's needed / not laying there defeated, no / we draw our bows back repeatedly, then / off with the arrows / and the gods and the pharaohs / from the bottom of our hearts, we're from the bottom of the barrel
Make a little money and we buy a little mercy.