Kansas

Feet sweating in my docs

Hands jammed in my pockets

Hair a finger in a socket

Fire engine red

Yeah i'll punk rock it

Body balled up

Tongue stalled up

Walking through that door

I gotta get the balls up

Toothpick twirlin' hair slicked back

Says "What's your name G?

Scotty? Well pal, everything runs through me

Rubberband Sam is a natural born killer

Mickey and Mallory baby, life is a thriller"

"You're not in Kansas

You're not in Kansas anymore

Keep your head up, kid

When you're walking through these doors

You're not in Kansas

I am rattled to my core

You're not in Kansas anymore"

"I'll help you find your class, buddy

Envy me

Too funny you're with me the MVP and Mr Dewey

Lame ducks only friends are Hewey and Louie!

We're across from losers library

Twentytwo B

You won the lottery meeting

Me, Scotty

I'll keep you safe

Hook you up with a hottie

See that dumb blonce bitch

With real big tits?

Name's Molly, far from a Catholic

That's my right hand bitch

His name's Corey

He does the work

I take the glory

That four eyed fuck right there

His name's Craig

He don't pay me soon

I'll Kerrigan his legs"

"You're not in Kansas

You're not in Kansas anymore

Keep your head up, kid

When you're walking through these doors

You're not in Kansas

I am rattled to my core

You're not in Kansas anymore"