Cokane In My Brain
Hey Jim
Jim
I want you to spell for me something
I want you to spell New York
N-E-W Y-O-R-K
that's New York
no man, I'm sorry
you've made a mistake
I'm gonna teach you the right way
and the proper way to spell New York.
Here it comes
A knife
a fork
a bottle and a cork
that's the way we spell New York
yeah
cause I've got cokane running around my brain
cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane
a whole lot of cokane
Whenever I walk in the rain.
I can feel a burnin' pain
keep's a burning flame
burning in my bloody brain.
You know I'm always on the run
'cause on day I wanna meet the 7th son
yeah
I've got cokane running around my brain
cokane running around my brain
cokane
a whole lot of cokane
No matter how I treat my guests
they always like my kitchen best
like a burning flame
in my bloody brain
I got a burning flame
in my brain
oaaaarr
ride on
yeah
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
I got cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane running around my brain
a whole lot of cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane running around my brain
running around my brain
running around my brain
running around my brain
screwing up my brain
mixing up my brain
fucking up my brain
cokane
Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my
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