Brooks Buford
Whut?
Please report
Please report to the Foundation for Cystic Fibrosis Research
Down the hall
Right near the laboratory for small mammals

Trippin' and lolly gaggin'
On and then off the wagon
I'm checkin' bras, checkin' baggage
Smilin' and hot with Valium
We flyin' out and off the handle
And talkin', not known to ramble
Might see me in purple sandals
Or sayin' my name is Lando
Callorisian? Shit, I'm in charge
See and say, 'boss', actin' all hard
With a gang of skinny bitches
Drivin' the barge, I'm crazy like what you heard
Keeping my wife fuckin' disturbed
She drivin' all over the curb
Rrrrrrrrrrrrr.....pow!
Xanax done got me blurred
Give me a Darvocet, give me a Percocet
Maybe a Loritab, maybe Lorazepam
I really don't give a damn
Suck me off, cook me ham
Jump around act gay
All y'all trippin' anyway
Say what you wanna say
I'm still gonna play. Pay

I don't know a hole from my head
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital
Don't know what was said from my bed
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital

My ass is thick, I done seen alot
What are you? On the pot?
No mom, I'm on the rock
Off the chain, off the dock
My brain is a landscape
Bay window with no drapes
A fetus with no womb
A wearhouse with no room
Consume zooms (shrooms)
Put light unto the spoon
A man with too many schisms, bio-terrorism
My bio, alcoholism
Family history, addiction
Spittin' the illist diction
Marry or monkey chickens
Barrrrrrrraaaaaaaakkkkk!
Yeah, I'm doper than heroin
On ice like Nancy Kerrigan
Beat your wife for your gear again
I'm bombin' the Taliban
I really don't give a damn
I'm using your head sweetie to practice my backhand
Space cadaver, sellin' amphedamines for Saturn
Starin' at the monkey exhibit lookin' for a pattern
Run out in the front yard, showin' off all your lard
Gettin' physical like Olivia in a leotard

I don't know a hole from my head
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital
Don't know what was said from my bed
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital
I don't know a hole from my head
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital
Don't know what was said from my bed
But I know that I'm happy, happy, happy to be out the hospital


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