This is a song about "The postmans tampon"

As the king upon the throne

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

The water from the past is the same water in the present

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Duck duck, say goose

Saw the bombs on the news

The more battles the better the flows

This is love, nothing else close

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda