Crispin Glover

Yeah

You can't start every song with a Yeah!

But it's cool whatever

You think I'm shocking joke

It's like a, an after shock you know?

Yeah I took something and exactly what

Tryna make one of those like oh get one

They come back yeah? Haha

Yeah!

We drop dimes on the wrong

People, places and things

We bring signs to picket

For those dimed on

Petition tickets in long lines for leaders

But sometimes there's already a dime in the meter

So,

One of them days

You can pick up your check

Mix a drink

Or a pack of Camel Lights in the deck

And feel free

Sick of the news

So give the brain a rest

Cut the MPR

And sing along to the Soviets

Mock socialite

Minneapple transplant

Used to be the kid

That made the parents miss their cans

Can't stand that

Steady, sober for years

Imagine that

Black sheep gettin' blamed

For the missing beers

I guess somethings change

While others remain refrained

From dwelling on the days spent

Stiff lip

Broke plain

I came up strange

But still I'm sane

And I'ma always have a bit a

Piss and vinegar in the veins

In short:

Rockin' the same

I stay grounded

Ain't nobody jockin' the name

I'll tell you what

You stay fly

I'll stay McFly

You keep it crisp 'n clean

I'll keep it crispin glover

To those who listen

Those in the pits

To the backyard kids

Off the head in the

To those who listen

South Minneapps

To the Hopkins cat

Tryna get in and fit in

Yeah,

We hit the snooze

To sleep and keep dreamin'

We treat the days

Like the nights we keep dreamin'

We wanna toss 20/20 for rent

And we tryna make a dollar

Off a dime in a ball of lint

No quick bucks

We live a bit slower

And double trouble

Double bubbles

But never bubbles over

It gets bad

Not as bad as it gets

So give a hubba hubba

To your baby girl and hug her

I'm a little boy

Tryna be a grown man

Tryna see his little boy

Grow into his own man

Right, so

I'ma kick the cynicism a little

'Cuz if the world's still spinnin'

Then his future looks bright

And if the world's still spinnin'

I'ma keep livin'

Just like I need to

Just under equal

Just a little outta step

With the people

Show my little lamb

Not to move

Like the sheep do

We stay outside

With head up high

We stay grounded

Don't mix up conceit with pride

And tell 'em

You stay fly

I'll stay McFly

You keep it crisp 'n clean

I'll keep it crispin glover

To those who listen

Those in the pits

To the backyard kids

Off the head in the

To those who listen

South Minneapps

To the Hopkins cat

Tryna get in and fit in

Do your thing homie

Do what you can

If you a little outta step

Homie show me your hands

Doomtree

And do what they can

Homie Laser Beak

And do what they can