311: TP combo

People sing about the coming of springBut what is comin' down around it's snow or it's rainIt's insane and I'm still in the same gangThe way the weather act's it's a shame okBadder behavior in our shit is flavorGrandiose endeavors yes the quest is greaterMake no mistake I know the time and I wakeI slip only when p-nut gets me baked from that shakeYeah you can't fuck with thisYou're walter middy don't take it as a disBut the fantasy has got to end this minuteI had a fucking dream and yo now I'm in itIve been at many function but I know I'm about the functionIf someone brings you down keep punchingWe bunched in a little house where conditions got squalidBut where we at now - solidI concur time it slurs and it blursThe vision like a drug and yo its the wordHow absurd deliver us from nerdsAnd funky 40 oz glass littered curbsSoon the church pitted bell will clangBoys on the corner mack with slang play a dice gameWhen I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-naYour street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks itTake your whole crew put 'em all in your pocketIf your feelin' sick rub it on with vickson take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mixYour street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks itTake your whole crew put 'em all in your pocketIf your feelin' sick we got the elixirRub it on down with the sweet super mixerLate night radio players late night airwave invadersYeah we got the force late night radioZooma zooma zooma yeah we got the boomBlowin' up the spot so so give us roomWe prowl sometimes we howl hystericalWhen we take the stage see a miracleI realize today nothing is more vestigialThan the young space walkin' individualFor years and years bubbling up with soul powerTo detonate this planet or reach anotherYeah we take it up a notchWe diggin' the shit so deep like ralston digs scotchBotch this and I'll regret it no that's not what I'm sayingRemember this instead I'm stayingWe played in a little house where conditions got squalidBut where we at now - solidWe hauled a van with a rv that was a bad callIt all went up in flames but I haven't seen it allHomey steps to me and say hey where ya goin'Oh just headin' back to where I done my growin'If you must go somewhere over the rainbowThe adventures of a cosmic heroFrom planet to planet my tags a craterIf you're not in the future you're not here eitherLabeled psychedelic we can play discoWhen the going gets weird you know the weird turn proYour street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks itTake your whole crew put 'em all in your pocketIf your feelin' sick rub it on with vicksn take 2 to 6 of our sweet super mixYour street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks itTake your whole crew put 'em all in your pocketIf your feelin' sick we got the elixirRub it on down with the sweet super mixerLate night radio players late night airwave invadersYeah we got the force late night radio