- The Catfisherman
I got my fat, sweet mama drop me off by the river
I got a joint, 3 Millers and 12 chicken livers
I got a spot 'neath the bridge by the expressway
Where the freaks shoot dope and
Peddle their asses their baby?
I got lantern run on 'a battery power
I got a couple of friends comin' by in a hour
I got a radio play blues, soul and funk
I only get one station
It's the one I want?
I got a couple of rods; they got tape where they broke
I got a bobber, some sinkers and 2 packs of smokes
I got the sun goin' down and the moon comin' out
And it's 83 degrees and I'm pissin' in the river
(Get out!)
I got a buddy who swears he once caught a human head
I got a tackle box, smell like dead worms baby
I got a sharp-ass blade 'case a motherfucker wanna make trouble
With a catfisherman on a pile of rubble
(I doubt it!)
Letras
- Barstool Boys
Christian St.
Crying On An Airplane
Faraway You
Float Away
For All We Know We're Dreaming
From A Skyline Of A Great Big Town
It's Only Money, Tyrone
Leaving
My Heart Is The Bums On The Street
Out In Style
People Of The Underground
Point Breeze
Revolution
Round Eye Blues
Shame
Soul
The Catfisherman
The History Of Where Someone Has Been Killed
This Town
What 2 Bring