Teksty: Death By Stereo. No Cuts, No Butts, No Coconuts.

everybody wants a piece of the pie,but you cant take a bite,no you cant take a bite of me!every time prosperity rains,aint gonna bet, no aint gonna bet what i need.nothing to show for it.everything youre working for.thats why i take it one day at a time, ive got good sounds and i feel fine,diggin out deep from under my whole,diggin out from deep from within my soul.diggin out.i and i am who will help myself i,i am who is self-propelled.everybody wants a piece of the pie but you cant take a bite no,cant take a bite out of me,you cut me open when i cut you slack.thats why i dont,i dont look back.nothin to show for it,everything youre working for.thats why i take it one day at a time.ive got good sounds and i feel fine.i am who will helpmyself.