Business ain't booming. Wringing out the clientele.
Heaven's poor body in grease in castor oil.
I like the problem when it's just you and me.

Business was pleasure til we sold the assets off.
Heaven's poor body is now contractually bound.
It's not a problem if we don't change a thing.

I'm just like you.
I'm honest with where I come from.
I'm honest with my money.

Guys, I'm giving back the gift despite all of the good it did.
I just don't got the guts for it.

We're giving back the gift we got.
Dropped out of school and quit our jobs for a problem never solved.

We're giving back the gift we got,
in spite of all the joy it brought to a Fairfield parking lot.

Lyrics submitted by kurtalert

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