Teksty:
Carnival

I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm

Last night I got served a little bit too much of that poison, baby Last night I did things I'm not proud of and I got a little crazy Last night I met

Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you And suppose I said "I wanna come back home". And suppose I cried and said "I think I finally

Yeah, it's those Jersey boys I heard a man say Jesus walks Me, myself I heard Jesus talk 'Cause when I heard this beat I felt Jesus force I heard it

(parody of "Carnival Of The Animals" by Camille Saint-Saens) This is a new composition which features A random assortment of all living creatures You'

where everyones a dealer and the mayor of the city want me sent up the river chorus / hook 8 bars You at the carnival of souls were they flow so cold

First day out Got another funky rhyme Another funky, funky rhyme Got another funky rhyme Another funky rhyme Another funky, funky rhyme Aw shit, man

Oh, you'll never guess what's up My mucking head blew up My chins in an old man's backyard I gotta sneak threw his yard To find the motherfucker And

First I was born young and healthy I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy Can't forget my first day at school Got stabbed in the head with a pencil but