In A Cold Ass Lyrics

song lyrics In A Cold Ass Fashion lyrics Fly like the eagle Fly like the eagle Fly... Squeegee Ah, you got it When we get down to the shrink-wrap on my grave You know the nitty-gritty never looked so safe You get whipflash under the bridge Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin Get the squeegee and it s easy to be me Clean my boots and I m still feelin homeless Your brother is deader than a phone machine With a bucket of green piss And I m tryin not to look at satan making love to a dishrag So load up the gimmick wagon, get out of town Do me a favor -- don t stick around cause my kneecaps are turnin slightly brown Let s be doin it right Comin down in a cold ass fashion And the people don t breathe Comin down in a cold ass fashion Steppin in the beefsteak Comin down in a cold ass fashion And the mayonnaise comes Comin down in a cold ass fashion Black twinkie Gettin all caught up in a taste test An it all basically tastes like crap I can shake my own hand, give myself a grin I can pick my own nose and put it back in I can squeeze the breeze, drink a bottle of lice Smoke a pack of whiskey with jesus christ I got options, I got cop shows, I get nauseous And the sweat is day-glo Went to sleep, woke up in a coffin Took out my eyeballs an put em in a condom Your daddy s got laxatives on his brain Gettin sappy in the back of a train Mojo weedwhacker cuttin yer space Hot dogs rottin in the bottom of a suitcase And your mouth, it smells like hair gel I love you but you don t know how to spell Where can you duck when they shoot you full of pigeon holes And there ain t nothin like the real artificial O.g. -- original glue-sniffer Comin down in a cold ass fashion And the people don t breathe Comin down in a cold ass fashion As you re biting my sandwich Comin down in a cold ass fashion Smear me sauce [? ] Comin down in a cold ass fashion [? ? ? ] donut [? ] Uh, wait... Talkin about a cold ass fashion [x16] [the following four lines are spoken at various times over the Above:] Cold ass fashion, cold ass fashion, squeegee, I just took some acid (? ) [backwards:] [? ? ? ] up your ass [backwards:] [? ? ? ] hot dog It s like forty pounds of avocado sauce Smeared across your boss You know what I m sayin ? You dunno when it s comin You know, it s like forty-five horses Runnin through the graveyard In yellow panties That is cold fashion song lyrics