Where The Bums Go

(álbum: Loco - 2001)

I feel it's pull
It's caressing claws
Dead end blocks
Graffiti walls
It permeates
It desecrates
It looks like shit but it taste great

Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

See it's cliental come straight from hell
With missing limbs and who some funky smells
My bacon bits where not like this
I curse the day it passed my lips

Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

Bums
Buuuuums

Where the bums go wo o o o...

Fucking bums! Yeah