Chuck Prophet - Inside Track lyrics

Hercules stomped out the door in a steroid rage His mouthpiece issues statements from his office in a cage She's on the verge of marriage on her anniversary Call it what you want to It makes perfect sense to me I'm on an inside track But I keep falling back Wake up Sleepy Jesus Can't you hear that whistle blow? The money sniffin' dogs are barkin' up a child's skirt The Energizer Bunny's lyin' face down in the dirt I just might disappear again with nothing up my sleeve Call it what you want to Or don't call it anything The border lords have taken refuge deep in cyberspace As living legends are exhumed and showered with disgrace The best lack all conviction, the worst get off scot-free Call it what you want to It makes perfect sense to me I'm on an inside track But I might fall right back Wake up Sleepy Jesus Can't you hear that whistle blow? Someone squeezes my left leg and shouts in my right ear "Ponchatrain is empty and your sponsor wants a beer" It's been the longest day of a longer century Call it what you want to Or don't call it anything I'm laid up with a fever I'm on fire from head to toe Before my heart bursts into flame there's something you should know The bombs keep detonating at a quarter after three Call it what you want to Or don't call it anything I'm on an inside track But I keep falling back Wake up Sleepy Jesus Can't you hear that whistle blow? I'm on an inside track But I keep falling back Wake up Sleepy Jesus Can't you hear that whistle blow?