Water Dealer

[Intro] Yeah I don’t wanna go back to grade school [?] I don’t wanna stutter I speak of the good and glazed I don’t wanna hop over this here battlespace I don’t wanna have to have a shortlist You know what? [Verse] Fuck the Mississippi, I miss New Orleans Fuck a river, but I miss you New Orleans I miss New Orleans, I miss New Orleans I don’t want roads and chemical plants I don’t wanna see sea warriors reduced to selling crab Don’t want the sun to set or the moon to jet Don’t wanna find my funk in evil’s breath Most importantly, I don’t want anyone to win just yet Stand on the shore and fill your own bait nets Don’t want you to know what my secret formula really do Don’t want you to know bout my basement rooms, fuck that shit I do not wish to squash this Don’t wanna put a gun to my head, start taking hostages