its 4 Oclock in the AM good timming to dress up and cause some mayhem get high like a spaceman deliver these lyrics like a mailman lemme tell you a tall tale man of a time when time began before when a wheel could fit youre sedan with a finish of cyan before when evil overran the plan was not to ran but to be the fucking man times before money were so grand long before fighting for land havent we learned that good and bad dont go hand in hand this kinda behavior i will not tollerate and cannot stand i think some things should get banned in order to follow what already has been planned we are not over manned the lord knows every strand upon our head he knows the begining and when well become dead he replenishes us so were well fed he knows our complexion is lost in a direction to oversee our own perfection and all we worry about is blue or red yet little do we know that hes never left us unread we need to conquer ourselfs and be confident in what the lord has said for hes not just in our head hes the main thread live in the moment and off his wine and bread he needs no crown cause hes already bled hes the one and only so watch where you tred hes loved you long before you loved yourself so gibe the man some credability he should be your only stability the light shoild be enough visibility we need to trust in the lord instead of all the humility