A Surprisingly Relevant Reissue That Reeks of Righteousness! Pull Down Your Pants! Make Me Feel Goooood!
there's been a lot of enemies at the gates lately and i won't fall for their tomfoolery more than twice, got a vice grip on life and i refuse to let them fuck up my shine. put her there buddy. i was raised by pit vipers in the kalahari that'd spit in your eye as soon as lookatcha.
bit me about the face (repeatedly) when i was an infant to make me into a REAL MAN.
no water in the desert, no rest for the weary, and no heartbeat in this chest cavity. just pure fucken fire, got it? an eternal electronic joyride that no one's troubling themselves with lately. they say the universe has no edge but i've seen it. been there, done that, cowabunga dudes, surfin on the edge of righteousness.
messed me up real bad though. because now, like right now, i know i can't die, know that i cannot be fazed by earthly delights and diamond nights with emerald-eyed girls. i'm here for my thrills, so leave the pills under the doormat. i get paid next friday, can't wait to live life my way.