To be honest
This ain't nothing but sad song
You got nothing for my bright little mind no more
I'd like to run
Pineapple blows minds
Concrete walls make me take my time
But here comes trouble
I would really like to see what's fun
Running from the magnifying glass in the sun
People say hello and some buss they gun
Boh
And they people gotta sing a sad song
To be honest
The strings on my guitar are not tuned
And the coconut man's tired in his shoes so he left market
But I'd like play
Little shacks flood my town
But the little people stay happy year round
They also like fun
Too much goody shoes
Rather kill than lose
Boi wanna blow ah fuse
Tell I them wanna hear blues
Something bout the neighbours juice
Man them ha me sipping on rocks
Hear that bass line drop