"Hey Grouch, I heard your new album
It's so great, I really like it a lot
Hey, um, can I get a tape or something?
Hey, what are you guys doing at the Outhouse?
Can I come over?
Hey, let's kick it"

(Grouch)
Momma, what's wrong with me, I've got a lovely family and friends
And that's enough to make ends meet, fuck dividends
But I be living in a lonely ass world
Searching for the perfect woman, not a little girl
See, they be dressing all trashy, acting sassy
Spreading them for flashy fast talkers with the cash
Me, I can't compete with that
I use a beat and raps to fill the gap within my soul
But that's getting old
And I be getting told, told to spit game, man
But to me that shit's lame, I use my mind, not a pick-up line
It's sick how quick they find comfort in a one night stand
I might end up celibate for the hell of it
And tell a grip of stories, about how I want a wife
How they be looking nice, but don't be acting right
And if you slacking they might lead you to debt
Take your last giving penny, the thought makes me stress
Unless, I find a woman with a strong sense of self respect
I'll be alone, fiending because I felt neglect

How can something so good be so evil?
Something so right be so wrong?
I want to put trust into people
But I can't so I speak with my song

How can something so good be so evil?
Something so right be so wrong?
I want to put trust into people
But I can't so I speak with my songs

(Eligh)
I grab the notion by the throat
That maybe some day I'll be accompanied
By somebody who trusts in me, deeply
Seeping through walls and blockades
With stockades of armor, and self-propelled hand grenandes
I can tell the age by the rings under her eyes
So when the mental drift develops, it comes with no surprise
Unlike most guys, I analyze, discuss
Organise and thrust forth with new skin
Like a reptilian, not a warm-blooded civilian
I've decided even though I fiend it
There's too much shit to catch to do it and not mean it
Teaming up on the left and the right
My brain in a vice
Constant rain over my shoulder
And the lightning strikes more than twice
I've hiked through the hot spots
And stood like a statue on city streets
Too busy to notice me
My potency
And the potential poetry seem to be documented
I won't be bothered by bitches, I keep my arms extended
Feet to cement, I walk away because you pretended

If you're walking down the street and you see me all alone
Don't talk to me, I'm in my own place not to be trashed
By any fake dash of a woman, of a woman thats attractive
Like you, acting like you're walkin' away

Walk away
Walking away
Walk away
Walking away
Walk away
Walking away

Get to stepping


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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