6Up 5Oh Cop-Out Pro Con - Will Wood and the Tapeworms

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[Intro]


[Verse 1]

Six-up, five-o

h, pigs come, 

I cop n’ go

The blotter sh

ows they got m

e on the rocks

 like Galapago

s
            
Good luck find

              
ing critters c

             
reepy as me. T


hey shoulda fr

ied me, I’ll g

ive ya PTSD

Vodka shots dr

oppin’ down th

e throat they 

been stompin’ 

on

Cockin’ guns, 

lockin’ up, th

e quotas all f

or shock n’ aw

e
            
Drivin’s tirin

              
’, and I been 

              
hot-wirin’ to 


make my get aw

ay from the ja

ilbreak riot a

nd

Cellmates scra

pin’ upon the 

bricks in the 

basement
            
Tryin’ to esca

              
pe this probat

              
ion generation

  
- too late!

Crazy fuckers’

 gotta do the 

time

Committed to t

he mental ward

, committing a

ll the crimes

I’m alive and 

kickin’ till t

he split ends 

fray

Maybe plead in

sane, guilty, 

but I’m not to

 blame!

I’m a slave to

 the main vein

, sprayin’ on 

the mainframe

Suffering the 

infrastructure

, hoping I can

 maintain!
       
Oh how I know 

          
how I go how I

 
 go

Ask me a quest

ion the answer

 I know
        
Yes or no opti

         
ons don’t weig

          
h out and so 

I don’t ever s

ee the cons an

d the pros

[Chorus]

You bear a str

iking resembla

nce

Some kind of s

emblance of so

methin’ I been

 rememberin’
            
You appear fam

              
iliar dear. Yo

  
u look just li

ke my bathroom

 mirror
            
Please policem

            
an- no heel-to

            
-toe. Oh pleas

       
e, let me go!
            
Please policem

            
an- is it a te

    
st? I won’t kn

ow till I’m un

der arrest



[Verse 2]

The drunk-tank

’s blood red. 

Junkie’s gonna

 relapse

Some think pun

k’s dead, me I

 don’t believe

 that
            
Rock n’ roll g

              
atherin’ the m

              
oss till I be 

     
that lichen-co

ated boulder, 

make you slip,

 Bust your kne

ecap!

Open on the am

azon, hide the

 cure for canc

er

I’m Lance Arms

trong, you’re 

the necromance

r

Slash n’ burn,

 crash into th

e 42nd answer

All my fellow 

skeletons ador

e the army ant

s here

Flies on my ey

eballs, scabs 

on my elbows

Heaven knows G

od’s sittin’ u

p there like “

Hell no!”
            
Only one thing

              
 comes to thos

            
e who wait. It

's never too l

ate to embrace

 your fate
            
May death come

       
 swiftly and g

       
ently to you

Mayhem, cry ma

yday, and onco

ming doom
           
Save your conv

         
ictions, they 

        
never will do 

What you say’s

 at least 1 6 

billionth true

[Chorus]

You bear a str

iking resembla

nce

Some kind of s

emblance of so

methin’ I been

 rememberin’
            
You appear fam

              
iliar dear. Yo

  
u look just li

ke my bathroom

 mirror
            
Please policem

            
an- no heel-to

            
-toe. Oh pleas

       
e, let me go!
            
Please policem

            
an- is it a te

    
st? I won’t kn

ow till I’m un

der arrest



              
Ta ta ta ta ta

        
 ta   Ohooho
              
Ta tum skibidi

        
 bap mm too ta

p mm doobap ba

dooda ta

Woah do do do 

do do
       
La da da da da

         
 da da da da d


ow

Aa da da da da

 da dat mmbap 

boodap
            
Mmbap boodap p

          
adooba dodweyo

h

   



   



[Chorus]
            
Am I being det

       
ained? Am I un

der arrest?
            
Read me my rig

            
hts please. I 

want my phone 

call
            
Please policem

            
an- no heel-to

            
-toe. Oh pleas

       
e, let me go!
            
Please policem

            
an- is it a te

            
st? I won’t kn

              
ow till I’m-- 


ah ta ta ta ta

 ta ta ta
            
Please policem

            
an- no heel-to

            
-toe. Oh pleas

       
e, let me go!
            
Please policem

            
an- is it a te

    
st? I won’t kn

ow till I’m un

der arrest

[Outro]

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