Ice Coffin
i'll accept the invitiation
hard core styles
but cooperation
is a must
when it's my turn i bust
comin' with thrust
knocking dust
off knick-knack suckers
shit-talkin' motherfuckers
again i'm in like flynn
come try again
when you get famous
like amos
nameless and shameless
while i'm fillin' up my pages
let me do my damage
i'll sit back relax
then maybe i can manage
your advantage
you think you obtain
get in the game
ain't no shame in my game
game what
a game of wiffle ball
homerun derby
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In The City
(City, city!)
(City!)
He is just a boy in the city
Dressed the same he's uniformly pretty
He knows it's the time
He can read the signs
He can really change
In the city
The best dressed boy in town he thinks it's funny
Half a dozen jobs makes his money
He's just a boy in the city
Friday night propels Walter Mitty
It's about time
He can read the signs
A night on the town
In the city
Monday is a work day
Tuesday's much the same
Wednesday comes and goes away
Thursday's back again
Friday night to Sunday in the morning
Monday brings the weekend's final yawning
Now it's about time
He has crossed the line
He is miles away
In the city
(City!)
(City!)
(City!)
(City!)
Now it's about time
He can read the signs
He can really change
It is on his mind
He has crossed the line
He has gone once more
From the city