THE NERVE: You’ve got some kind of mouth, and it
keeps running on. Just like some stupid kid chasing
around a cartoon unicorn. Now you’re on my porch.
Now you’re at my door, no notion in your head that
you’re not welcome here no more. Now you’re getting
drunk. Now you’re spouting shit. Gonna get up in my
face, gonna spit in it? Well then, I’ll knock you down,
just like dunking a clown. I’ll squeeze your neck until I
hear that dying baby sound. You’ve got some fucking
nerve.
credits
from Sports & Milk,
released July 22, 2016
Bobby Hackney: drums
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