I wake up and poke a finger in my eye
I turn to smash the clock and stumble bruising my thigh
Time to run to the coffee shop
My head needs just one more, another rush
Open the door and fall on my face
Now's not the time to comment my taste
I turn around expecting the worst
I got it and I got it in the groin
What's yer problem?
You disturbed me in my darkest dream
What the hell?
I think I'll beat you till you turn green
Outta breath I'm gonna quit
My water soaked leathers wont f***in fit
My life was and still is a drag
I wanna hide my head in a paper bag
What's yer problem?
You disturbed me in my darkest dream
What the hell?
I think I'll beat you till you turn green
What's yer problem?
You disturbed me in my darkest dream
What the hell?
I think I'll beat you till you turn green
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