Text: Soul Coughing. The Bug - Batman Robin Sndtrk..

Slipping through the wrong plug
Slap the rotor to the beat yeah
Stitching to till the pin breaks
Gotcha down
Onto the flatline
Clap the matter
It's the drop
How?
Revvin' it up into the stomp box
Sunkified gasman
Tripping in his own dribble
Tripping in the white man's outlay
Capitalism now
Screaming on a fat tomato
With a scream girl
Lips are thicker then a cow
I knew the bug
His wire running down into the hole
Greedy girl you're gonna snatch my soul
Supple backed a pole town
One two one two
Drumming on a guess
And I can't stand it
When a dream comes
Guzzling up the whole brain stem
I can not give up
And just stick this
But in the same way

Thought is useless
But you just come
Knock knock knocking
On a straw door
I could lose you for a nickel
But you just don't hear me
You don't stop
I knew the bug
His wire running down into the hole
Greedy girl you're gonna snatch my soul
Move it to the left side
I knew the bug
His wire running down into the hole
Greedy girl you're gonna snatch my soul
Rum
Come on
Shake it on now
One time
Why?
Shake it
So many ineffective
One time
Like soc's
Oh come on