letra de los papas - graham smith
oh!
i was not alive in 1995
and i’m no fun-lovin’ criminal, i saw something subliminal
a blurry face in a busy crowd, bill murray takes the triple crown
you feel free to skip around as if you own the flipping town
god, on a sunday
you can see arthropods on the subway
and now there’s modern art on the runways
i can see god in a vase or a crumb cake
i can see oz
maybe someday, i’ll just be gone
elbowache, how many rips can a strip of velcro take?
h-ll no way! you did not just dump me for a cell phone rate
out of range, you found a flame and lit the powder keg
how you say…? somebody might need taking down a peg
we took a guided tour of treasure map trails
but i’m still a slime-o-vore, chasin’ that snail
so c’mon, climb aboard the adventure express!
i guess i should have guessed
the way you looked, the way you dressed
but i’ve been out of town a fortnight
and tonight my fort’s a mess
but i’m less interested in myself
than i’ve been since before i was depressed
seein’ papa roach at ozzfest
feelin’ taken out of context
eatin’ papa john’s…
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