Into It. Over It. - Billings, MT lyrics

From the rail yard to the rainbow We've a**embled a posse Assembled a crew Through stereotypes and lies We'll turn tens into ones And everyone except myself will know Everyone except myself will know Well here's a perfect scene An eavesdropping local A corner apartment between sobriety and insanity We're visitors have fought the liquor of your thoughts Oh, you chew like a champ You'll sour your story through dental work you've lost Dental work you've lost Dental work you've lost Oh, you chew like a champ You'll sour your story through barbed-wire you've stamped With feet we have bound And your homeless hands Oh, you chew like a champ I'll spit back what you spit at me Through barbed-wire we've stamped With feet we have bound And your homeless hands And everyone except myself will know... Everyone except myself will know...