Crackerman

(albüm: Core - 1992)

Kicking as I'm trying to sleep
I got the mud beaneath my shoes
Rubber band, rubberband
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I wanna use

Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don't care, yeah and I don't care
Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much

Tripping as I'm thinking
'Bout a boy, his name was Sue
He's a man, he's man
Crackerman, crackerman
He's a woman too

Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don't care, yeah and I don't care
Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much

And I'm thinking
While I'm thinking
And I'm thinking
While I'm thinking

Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don't care, yeah and I don't care
Roaming, roaming, roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much

And I'm thinking
While I'm thinking
And I'm thinking
While I'm thinking