Mac Lethal - Walkin On Nails lyrics

"Are you absolutely sure she was
In love with you?" "Mmmhm why?"
"If you both take this potion
And you are in love with
Her but she never really was
In love with you, you will love her for the
Rest of your life and
She will hate you for the rest of yours"

Come on
Man, I got this new girl that I like, heh
I fucked up i pissed her off today
Um, you know what though? Let's be
In a good mood today let's
Let's let's go happy with this one shit
OK- ease back the trigger
Talks too much and it never listens
I build a house from all the
Novels that you read in prison
I got a bottle full of bud heavy
I'm bunk bedding with the betty hearing


Problems 'til there's blood shedding
I toss some pizza in the oven for
The piece of me that's buggin'
And the women that are trying to
Make me Jesus for a husband
But leisurely I'm single 'til
I'm capturing your psyche
I'm passionate your daddy wouldn't like me
I'm 5'9" and fourty-nine fiftiths
Snort a line borderline hippie-flip
Shoot needles porcupine hissie-fit's
From my misery and lit flames
Kissin' in my '66 kittie
With the bent frames
Suckin' down a camel light
I poke holes in an empty can of Sprite
'til I make a quick and handy pipe
And I can smoke all my problems like drugs
Here's a list of things that I love:
I love Twix bars, credit cards
New socks, rainy days
Cold beer, shootin' pool, Tupac tapes
I love little kids, givin' hugs, ladybugs
Tarantino films, Amelie
And The Boondock Saints
Readin' magazines backwards
Wrinkle-free trousers
Takin' percocet and masturbatin'
In the shower
I love my independence, my family, my life
And everyone that came here tonight
Throw your souls up!

This little life of mine
Is turning pretty crazy
So I'm gonna dig into it 'til
The harmony just let's me go
I'm walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails 'til the sun don't show
This little life of mine
Is turning pretty crazy
So I'm gonna dig into it 'til
The harmony just let's me go (uh huh)
I'm walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails 'til the sun don't show

I read the suicide letter
Of Hunter S thompson
I gotta say I was inspired by it
My life is kinda it
I'm gettin' bored of takin'
Everything so seriously
Things are getting crazy now
And quite defiant out the cake hole
Screamin' "How'd your day go"
Clouds and halos, couch potatoes
Crowds of girls with bouncy JLos (wooo)
You hound the payroll
You're helping me destroy myself now
Count the pesos cuz I should be a vegetarian
- I know I should
But double-decker taco supremes are so good
Junior bacon cheeseburger rude
Awakenings further
This is for the people that
Still party when they're broke
This is for the people that
Find happiness in love
And this is for the independent
Rest of us that don't, like Earl
He joined the yacht club
Hurled from poison chopped drugs
Surly noisy rock stud with boys
And girls in hot tubs
His cocky ass hit me in the face
So I wrote him down a list of things I hate:
I hate Larry the Cable Guy
The way cucumbers taste
People actin' tough and girls
That invade my space
I hate bill collectors, I hate bad news
And people askin' me to
Talk about my tattoos
I hate the person sittin' in your
Car talkin' shit about my songs
Don't fight the urge, sing along
I hate my songs i hate Mac Lethal
I, hate, people take me home

This little life of mine
Is turning pretty crazy
So I'm gonna dig into it 'til
The harmony just let's me go
I'm walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails 'til the sun don't show
This little life of mine
Is turning pretty crazy
So I'm gonna dig into it 'til
The harmony just let's me go
I'm walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails witcha
Walkin' on nails 'til the sun don't show