Bozo

I'm not the silver slug I'm not the competition Don't even bleach my whites Not of my own volition I won't hear what you say Go on, ask anyways, you're A sore loser with a plot to spin A prom queen with a toothless grin, yeah Wet palms get stuck in a bible You've gotta learn to be careful Wet palms get stuck in a bible Gotta learn, gotta learn to be careful Out on the other hand This cancer's in remission But we can't win everything New frames with the same old vision I will, I think I might, I might, I think I must Explain this Lock this one up for good I won't but I know I should 'cause Wet palms get stuck in a bible You've gotta learn to be careful Wet palms get stuck in a bible Gotta learn, gotta learn, gotta learn, gotta learn I don't think I know how much it means How much it means to you Wet palms get stuck in a bible Wet palms get stuck in a bible Wet palms get stuck in a bible Wet palms get stuck in a bible