Got an old habit  can't nab it Looking at the edge But don't grab it Mind overflow I play the roll take it slow  in fandango of a solo tango Always looking for the angle  Brains been mangled but the body's still able one foot in front of the other an keep moving self proven pride's the only thing truly soothing on that work grind groovin Got an old habit  can't nab it Looking at the edge But don't grab it been through the shit that gave me a true view to see the fake in slew took a walk through the zoo now I know who's who reputations stuck to their names like glue only one in my queue more dependable then a Subaru my words true all I need is a strong three man crew I'm up an gone by dawn stuffed in the back of a pick up like King Kong living the honest bluecollar way straight no sway ropes been ready to fray it held together all day Got a habit  can't nab it Looking at the edge But don't grab it