You smell like the ground, mama
Gimme your hambone, baby

You look like downtown
Gimme your hambone, baby

I feel like a ?dime
Mama, your run like a ?crown
Gimme your hambone, baby
Gimme your hambone

Yeah......

Your papa don't like me,
But your mama sold me iced tea
Fork over you hambone, baby
Gimme your hambone

I could climb your trellis
faster than all the other fellas
Gimme your hambone, baby
Gimme your hambone

Yeah........

I can't eat without it baby,
Oh, your hambone

I can't sleep with out it baby,
Oh, your hambone

I can't dress without it baby,
Oh, no your hambone

I can't sleep with out it baby,
Oh, no your hambone
(repeat a few times)

Yeah, your hambone, baby.....

You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening
Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly
Far be it for me to be overreacting
My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why

Like a man in prison, I'm occupied with busting out
I'm in no position said what are these walking blues about?

Hey Mary come play with me please forget your lessons
Pete's off with Captain Hook and with cutlasses they play
I got a feeling you and me get along fine
Down on the beach in the fresh air with a jug of wine

Like a man in prison I’m occupied with busting out....

Aww yeah, I claim to be infected
Aww yeah point me in the right direction
The situation it's got the best of me
I gotta go on, you know, I gotta be strong
But it's hard to exist......

???

???

Now here's a fella who started shootin' off a guy
"Hey wow man, nice tie -- it looks sharp daddy-o"
Here it comes!

Meanwhile across the dial
I can't sleep for the sound of a file
Woaa haha

? commandos
rehearsin' alabis
I'm at my back window watchin' all the passers by

King shrugs
Dismissin' thugs
They walk out across the people he uses as rugs
She's no good for you man
Later on he's on TV
He says I'm just the same as you
And the rug folk know he's lyin' too

My teachers say nope
And the pope shoots dope
It's all up to my elbows, mama
And I'm slippin down the goddamn rope

Hey, Dick! Come quick!
Every soul is a precious ?nova's wick
In the fire place
There's letters and they're burning fast
And there's never been a shortage of public opinion in the past
Silver threads wound upon a skein of death.
Mortals toil away their tallied days like insects beneath a reign of breath.
Oh shit! And here it comes...

My teachers say nope
And the pope shoots dope.
It's all up to my elbows, mama
And I'm slippin down the goddamn' rope.
Oh, and here it comes....

Now here's a fella who started shootin' off a guy
"Hey wow man, nice tie -- it looks sharp daddy-o"
And here it comes....

"You gotta believe me people, your principal of your high school,
Chances are he told you some lies. And your history teacher he or
She told you bullshit. And a lot of books you read, guess what?
Esepecially if a teacher or a government person gave them to you --
They're a crock of fuckin' shit."

This is my house where I hang around
As soon as I get up, I start to get down
You don’t need a place to stay
Our house is any old place we play

This is my house if you don’t like it
just get outta
get outta
get outta

Came up so fast gave me the bends
Now I’m staring into a camera lens
From rags to riches and back again
But this is my house and I say when

This is my house.....

This is my house you know that’s final
It’s made of plastic, magnetic tape and vinyl
This is my house now doncha know
We move in every time you turn on your radio

This is my house....

I'm quite contented to take my chances
Against the Guildensterns & Rosencrantses
It's a matter of Cain & Abel
And I can feel your knee underneath the table

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

See the pigeons peck & peck to pay the dues
They peck a little extra to resole their shoes
He's with the pigeons pecking crumbs
I'm on my deathbed bleeding with the cherubim

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

Ferocious angels send me falling stars
But I know just how dangerous wishes are
Ferocious angels watch me come and go
But I'm not too smart to go barging off of roof tops, though

Sit out September on the window sill
'Cause you can't drink wine from a two dollar bill
Saint Christopher lives on the end of a quill
Leave him a diamond in your last will

He doesn't dangle by the seraphim
He only wants a pretty face by him so
How could you want him when you know you could have me?

How could you want him when you know you could have me? (x4)

Graphite skies of Brooklyn calmly drape Fourth Avenue
Fifteen-year-old gangsters have a honey-dipped or two
In Arabic, some patrons shoot the breeze
Jeez, Louise

Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change
Said the food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange
Sam's upset at Hamed and Hamed's on his feet
Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street

Well, you can have a little cry, baby, you can even beg
Only reason I go back is that you can't screw up an egg
Sometimes they treat you worse when you say please
They forget the ham or cheese

Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change
Said the food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange
Sam's upset at Hamed and Hamed's on his feet
Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street

I'm beige and funky, like a rubber band
I'm a lapis-eyed devil with my pen in hand
It takes flour and chocolate for an angel cake
Say now, Hamed, whatcha do with all them donuts that you bake.

My roommates won't go with me, though it's only blocks away.
Chandler holds a grudge from about five years ago today.
Some sign about free soda was a scam.
Well, that's Chan.

Hungry Hamed's, baby, count your change
Said the food's a little funky and the atmosphere is mange
Sam's upset at Hamed and Hamed's on his feet
Hungry Hamed's, baby, just three blocks from Bergen Street.