[Mr. J]

I'm going down under with a revolver & a bag of magic wonder
I cast a spell on my mind state and then tear these faggots asunder
I put my life in a bar, which means I'm an alcoholic & a failure
with enough spunk to spark a revolution in my drug paraphernalia
right before they email ya and tell you that your insurance is up
I pop your mind out like Rocko's Modern and watch the red currents just rush
I'm bored with writtens & bored with the faggots that write them
it's all a joke though I'm just pissed that half of them are just riding..
hopping the bandwagon riding shotgun, looking like idiots, am I psychic
I saw this coming like your mom did when I let one off into her eyelids