Couldn`t taste the taste that I was tastin`
Couldn`t hear the waste that I was makin`
Tired of the life I was facin`
Couldn`t tell one from another
Couldn`t hide a secret from my mother
Any other mother wouldn`t bother
Makin` time breakin` ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
Got me on the porch I`m in the front row
Says "shit`s for real man" like I don`t know
Get your punk ass back to the dog show...
Makin` time breakin` ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
A new breath I feel the grip releasin`
Scraping my guts off of the ceiling
I`ve got that sunny bunny feeling
Makin` time breakin` ground
Sail brown bay to chocolate town
Makin` time breakin` ground
Greyhound bus to chocolate town...