Steve Taylor - The Dust Patrol lyrics

Walk a mile, whack a mole When the muddy waters part Time drags you down a hole Lotta lovin' gone wrong Gone south, got caught In a cottonmouth Call in The Dust Patrol We're gonna roll your thunder We're gonna show what's under it all Flesh will crawl Plan B, play ball Place your bets Cool your jets You're a shark You're a narcoleptic Antiseptic fame who*e Of a different color From the poor s**ers Call in The Dust Patrol We're gonna roll your thunder We're gonna show What's under it all Flesh will crawl Too alone, tag along Took a long time looking To elongate any love-like Temporary state But it's too late, too late Life and d**h is in the tongue Like dust, it trains and it trails Growing down fast hand in hand The defense rests stars and sand Suit yourself, s'il vois plait Say your prayers When a mean sock puppet Hits you hard with another Soul punch to the gut To the gutter, such a pro... I'm lying So prone... I'm lying So prone All skin (and bu*tons) And bones I lie... So prone I lie... So prone I lie... I lie