Postal Blowfish

(album: King Shit & The Golden Boys - 1995)

Noticing the change
We are taking time
Everybody knows
Everybody's fine

And we'll figure out
Purpose in the end
Unless we have to jump
Unless we have to win

Hold your tongue
Brace yourself
Give me a kiss
Show me what I missed

Can I find a phone?
Can I drop a dime?
Can I get a loan?
Running out of time

And I'll have a toast
To what it's all about
Unless they move us on
Unless they move us out

Hold your tongue
Brace yourself
Give me a kiss
Show me what I missed

Seven doglegs hung to dry in the woods that way
Postal blowfish make me cry, it works that way
Begging on the nail don't fail to clue me in
Cluster frogs and crabs begin