Mutant John

hey, [email protected],
 drop me a line, send me a wire.
 hey, [email protected],
 drop me a line, send me a wire.
 i been diggin' those danielson family records you got for me,
 and i been livin' like a bend of ones since my second and final tupperware party.
 and they been given me a thousand bucks to sling my autobiography,
 but they're not given a flyin' fuck about my meloncholosity.
 hey, [email protected],
 drop me a line, send me a wire.
 hey, [email protected],
 drop me a line, send me a wire.
 is this city just a broth of thieves,
 gone sour like milk rotting between your teeth?
 is this city just a broth of thieves,
 gone sour like milk rotting between your teeth?
 is this city just a broth of thieves,
 gone sour like milk rotting between your teeth?
 is this city just a broth of thieves,
 gone sour like milk rotting between your teeth?
 whether red-coat or rebel, if they come through this window, they will fall on our knives.
 whether red-coat or rebel, if they come through this window, they will fall on our knives.
 whether red-coat or rebel, if they come through this window, they will fall on our knives.