Songtext von New Kind Of Low

I push the limits of good taste Whenever i open my mouth You got a worm in your ear Like checkov from kahn Shame! shame! I hit a new kind of low. All the way from south dakota Like a green leprachaun She got a sun dress in heat He got his latex gloves on Shame! shame! I hit a new kind of low. And if you ever come here You're tweaking on the phone I got a new connection I never leave the light on Shame! shame! I hit a new kind of low... [b) coma] All the time, A loss. Black like you were blessed, I was sobered blind. Let you take me there And laughed loud when they found I was devoured. devoured. Devoured.