I take the scene in through my eye
Check out the latest passer by
Prepared to fight the urge to die
And shed my cotton wool
You have your crew i have mine
Street light convinced the steel to shine
My beer drank with a snorted line
You\'re dealing with Joe cool
Your razor tore apart my face
The open wound was sprayed with mace
Rejoicing in your saving grace
Until I swung my tool
It only took a micro sec
Legs buckled as you hit the deck
Machete ripping through your neck
You\'re running out of fuel
A severed artery reveals
How quickly spilt dead blood congeales
Still haunted by your final squeals
In every class at school