Here We Go - Dispatch

Here we go

Leave it on the back burner

Take it to the dry town

I got the mean time slippin' down

The slide some uptight right wing

Political homicide, do what you want

Take what you will, take it in like a

Southpaw, flip it on the grill

Bourgeoise, protocol

Bottoms up boys this is the last call

Happy hour doesn’t last too long

You know it never does

So I sit here on a bar stool looking at

The sky got a buck and a quarter

And a bucket full or rye

Don’t step out of line you’ll get time

In the brig don’t yield to the mighty

You got your own dirt to dig

My and my flea bag friends we ran

To have our own feast of Crispan

Murphy was there with number 22

They were got caught in the middle

Of a coup, you will

Lose me if I don’t lose you

We haven’t chosen

Anyone of you to condemn

So make your decision and chose you

Side or let us begin

Steeped in knowledge

I’ll step from the board

Down to the speak easy

With my double-edged sword

You know the deal

You got to spin the wheel

I heard the heavens are full of sevens

But as matter of fact

You know that cat suicide jack

He don’t play like that

Truth is he don’t really play at all