bullshittin life jackets [Cage] For the most glamorous eat this shit raw E.C. put Cage down like a sick dog Now kids fiend for my solo LP Like crack
the admiral was trying to talk his way outta Hell Well Bobby needs a change of seed and sand The promoter's tearing out his hair screaming where's the band? (Guitar Solo
signs to appear-to me But all I'd see Was clouded in mystery And now that I've turned the page I've broken out of my cage-of fear That kept me here A
