In A Cold Ass Fashion

Fly like the eagle Fly like the eagle Fly... Squeegee Ah, you got it When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe You get whipflash under the bridge Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin Get the squeegee and it`s easy to be me Clean my boots and I`m still feelin` homeless Your brother is deader than a phone machine With a bucket of green piss And I`m tryin` not to look at Satan making love to a dishrag So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town Do me a favor -- don`t stick around `Cause my kneecaps are turnin` slightly brown Let`s be doin` it right Comin` down in a cold ass fashion And the people don`t breathe Comin` down in a cold ass fashion Steppin` in the beefsteak Comin` down in a cold ass fashion And the mayonnaise comes Comin` down in a cold ass fashion Black Twinkie Gettin` all caught up in a taste test An` it all basically tastes like crap I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin I can pick my own nose and put it back in I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice Smoke a pack of whiskey with Jesus Christ I got options, I got cop shows, I get nauseous And the sweat is Day-Glo Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin Took out my eyeballs an` put `em in a condom Your daddy`s got laxatives on his brain Gettin` sappy in the back of a train Mojo weedwhacker cuttin` yer space Hot dogs rottin` in the bottom of a suitcase And your mouth, it smells like hair gel I love you but you don`t know how to spell Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes And there ain`t nothin` like the real artificial O.G. -- original glue-sniffer Comin` down in a cold ass fashion And the people don`t breathe Comin` down in a cold ass fashion As you`re biting my sandwich Comin` down in a cold ass fashion Smear me sauce [?] Comin` down in a cold ass fashion [???] donut [?] Uh, wait... Talkin` about a cold ass fashion [x16] [The following four lines are spoken at various times over the above:] Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, I just took some acid (?) [Backwards:] [???] up your ass [Backwards:] [???] hot dog It`s like forty pounds of avocado sauce Smeared across your boss You know what I`m sayin`? You dunno when it`s comin` You know, it`s like forty-five horses Runnin` through the graveyard In yellow panties That is cold fashion