Toast - Flotsam & Jetsam

Pusher, pushing a dream

Go ahead and pick a scarecrow clean

One long season mean

Or just letting off steam

Only scratched it twice

Made it bleed real nice

Bloody, body filled with bullet holes

Your eyes are black like coals

Wrapped around a pole

You have what I stole

Old fashioned cocaine

Standing on my brain

Gone tomorrow, here today

I never saw what hit me

It will all rumble away

I never heard a thing

Gone tomorrow, here today

Cutting into line again

Cutting it close in between

Laughing cause you’re funny choking

Laughing cause you’re turning blue

Laugh all the way to the bank

One less asshole acts like you

Gone tomorrow, here today

I never saw what hit me

It will all crumble away

I never heard a thing

Gone tomorrow, here today

One less asshole man, hahaha