P.O.S. - Crispin Glover

Yeah
You can't start every song with a Yeah!
But it's cool whatever
You think I'm shocking joke
It's like a, an after shock you know?
Yeah I took something and exactly what
Tryna make one of those like oh get one
They come back yeah? Haha

Yeah!
We drop dimes on the wrong
People, places and things
We bring signs to picket
For those dimed on
Petition tickets in long lines for leaders
But sometimes there's already a dime in the meter

So,
One of them days
You can pick up your check
Mix a drink
Or a pack of Camel Lights in the deck
And feel free
Sick of the news
So give the brain a rest
Cut the MPR
And sing along to the Soviets

Mock socialite
Minneapple transplant
Used to be the kid
That made the parents miss their cans
Can't stand that
Steady, sober for years
Imagine that
Black sheep gettin' blamed
For the missing beers

I guess somethings change
While others remain refrained
From dwelling on the days spent
Stiff lip
Broke plain
I came up strange
But still I'm sane
And I'ma always have a bit a
Piss and vinegar in the veins

In short:
Rockin' the same
I stay grounded
Ain't nobody jockin' the name
I'll tell you what
You stay fly
I'll stay McFly
You keep it crisp 'n clean
I'll keep it crispin glover

To those who listen
Those in the pits
To the backyard kids
Off the head in the
To those who listen
South Minneapps
To the Hopkins cat
Tryna get in and fit in

Yeah,
We hit the snooze
To sleep and keep dreamin'
We treat the days
Like the nights we keep dreamin'
We wanna toss 20/20 for rent
And we tryna make a dollar
Off a dime in a ball of lint

No quick bucks
We live a bit slower
And double trouble
Double bubbles
But never bubbles over
It gets bad
Not as bad as it gets
So give a hubba hubba
To your baby girl and hug her

I'm a little boy
Tryna be a grown man
Tryna see his little boy
Grow into his own man
Right, so
I'ma kick the cynicism a little
'Cuz if the world's still spinnin'
Then his future looks bright

And if the world's still spinnin'
I'ma keep livin'
Just like I need to
Just under equal
Just a little outta step
With the people
Show my little lamb
Not to move
Like the sheep do

We stay outside
With head up high
We stay grounded
Don't mix up conceit with pride
And tell 'em
You stay fly
I'll stay McFly
You keep it crisp 'n clean
I'll keep it crispin glover

To those who listen
Those in the pits
To the backyard kids
Off the head in the
To those who listen
South Minneapps
To the Hopkins cat
Tryna get in and fit in

Do your thing homie
Do what you can
If you a little outta step
Homie show me your hands

Doomtree
And do what they can
Homie Laser Beak
And do what they can