Radio Apeshot

[Verse 1] Slim came, guts out Blowing like a saxophone Chopped his boulevard turn again Super lady Heads turned down Drooling bastards In case they're never found [Chorus] Radio apeshot A fool caught down Pretend it's stone groovy, groovy Nothing like a tin crown [Verse 2] Slam cocks his heat God, it's nothing but a cap gun Wipe those blue-dick ghosts away More protection Goose that mod squad His minds a beauty cage But his hands are stone gray [Bridge] Can't see anything better The colors always get in the way Find the communique severed Over and over again [Chorus] Radio apeshot A fool caught down Pretend it's stone groovy, groovy Nothing like a tin crown [Chorus] You have radio apeshot A fool caught down Pretend it's stone groovy, groovy Nothing like a tin crown