Local H

Stick To What You Know


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I've got a phone jack in my spine
I feel it buzzing all the time
My veins are flowing turpentine
My nose is bleeding grime

Originate a xylophone
You always wanna buy the phone
When I'm hot I sweat cologne

You better stick to what you know
You better stick to what you know
Put a lot of something into nothing
If you think so then I think so
Got a lot of head trip and they love it
If you think so then I think so
Stick to what you know

I've got a phone book in my head
I've got a lung that's filled with lead
I'm seeing things in infrared
It's a wonder I'm not dead

You better stick to what you know
Put a lot of something into nothing
If you think so then I think so
Got a lot of head trip and they love it
If you think so then I think so
Put a lot of something into nothing
If you think so then I think so
Got a lot of head trip and they love it
If you think so then I think so
Stick to what you know
You gotta stick to what you know
You gotta stick to what you know
You gotta stick to what you know
You gotta stick to what you know

Oh, ow
Oh, ow
Oh, ow
Oh, ow


Autor(es): Local H