Hard-ons Time Won't Let Me
Sometimes I'm really sick of life
It's complicated
Everything's out of whack
It's sycopated
Well that job ain't mine
I prefer the line about fire
Sometimes I'm really sick of life
It's complicated
Everything's out of whack
It's sycopated
So fine, so fine
So many things I'd like to do
But time won't let me
Time won't let me
See a narc decked out in blue
Time won't let me
Time won't let me
