Wait for the new book bruise
I am the working man
Absurd to believe what's food
I am the owner's suck, ah
Pa-pa-pa-pa...
I have worked away with steel
You surely have a mill
I stayed a piece of Glock
Put it down into a stop
Pa-pa-pa-pa...
Supper up a healthy plate
Stirring up a serial fate
Laying on the kitchen's floor
There's always something before
Pa-pa-pa-pa...
