Smokescreen Songtext

on the run like a bandit i'm on the loose
now you eat the dust and you taste the
puppy chow this ain't no standstill hold
up captain crunch a desperado i take you
out to lunch i?ll gank your milk money
honey it's a royal treatment no tracks out
back in the wet cement a broke tooth
and a phone booth and a change of
clothes ?cause everyone knows i get
mean in the smoke screen half time going