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Jambi Cafe
by The Uncluded
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I wish that your headaches would subside, my friend
And that your healing isn't just a case of double contact lens
I've got my name down for table at the Jambi Cafe
So I can Meka Leka Hiney Ho all of your pain away
And I am outside D's variety; I'm up on the brick wall
And it's the first time that this tongue of mine has licked a fireball
I close my eyes and feel the burn and say "Yeah, bring it on"
I feel weak, but I'm trying to prove to myself that I'm strong
I feel weak, but I'm trying to prove to myself that I'm strong
I heard you ate shit at the skate ramp
Two left feet watering a face plant
Ah dude, you know that "to skate or die" is just a term
The latter half is fully independent of the first
Still I get it you were curbside, sentanced to observe
From the low-risk prison of a sedentry perch
All jittery, vault triggering your inner tomboy
Timidly slipping into the military convoy, dang
Lose trucks aim for the fun box
Juiced up, cruising over urethane gum drops
You hit the kicker warp speed yelling "Punk rock!"
Turns out plywood's not a fan of tough talk, oof
Cued up a slow-mo heave-ho
Everybody staring at the airborne freak show
Scraped knees and a very bruised ego
You're a good kid just a goofy Knievel
The good news is it really doesn't matter
The other good news is an apple Jolly Rancher
And it won't heal wounds but it will heal moods
And it's sweet and it's sour and it's green and it rules
Can't do much so the cut won't sting
But you can make a couple taste buds go z-z-z-zing
Can't do much so the cut won't sting
But you can make a couple taste buds go ziga-ziga-zing
If you got bit by a viper from the Amazon
I would sneak my dad's X-acto and cut X's in your arms
And I would suck out all the venom causing chaos and confusion
And replace that shit with a Swiss Miss and Ovaltine transfusion
And I'm on the stoop at Joe's and I am just a little kid
And it's the first time that this tongue of mine gives a blue Raz a lick
And all that I can say is "Holy shit, guys what is this?"
What could I have done to deserve such awesomeness?
What could I have done to deserve such awesomeness?
I wish that your headaches would subside, my friend
And that your healing isn't just a case of double contact lens
I've got my name down for table at the Jambi Cafe
So I can Meka Leka Hiney Ho all of your pain away
And I am outside D's variety; I'm up on the brick wall
And it's the first time that this tongue of mine has licked a fireball
I close my eyes and feel the burn and say "Yeah, bring it on"
I feel weak, but I'm trying to prove to myself that I'm strong
I feel weak, but I'm trying to prove to myself that I'm strong
I heard you ate shit at the skate ramp
Two left feet watering a face plant
Ah dude, you know that "to skate or die" is just a term
The latter half is fully independent of the first
Still I get it you were curbside, sentanced to observe
From the low-risk prison of a sedentry perch
All jittery, vault triggering your inner tomboy
Timidly slipping into the military convoy, dang
Lose trucks aim for the fun box
Juiced up, cruising over urethane gum drops
You hit the kicker warp speed yelling "Punk rock!"
Turns out plywood's not a fan of tough talk, oof
Cued up a slow-mo heave-ho
Everybody staring at the airborne freak show
Scraped knees and a very bruised ego
You're a good kid just a goofy Knievel
The good news is it really doesn't matter
The other good news is an apple Jolly Rancher
And it won't heal wounds but it will heal moods
And it's sweet and it's sour and it's green and it rules
Can't do much so the cut won't sting
But you can make a couple taste buds go z-z-z-zing
Can't do much so the cut won't sting
But you can make a couple taste buds go ziga-ziga-zing
If you got bit by a viper from the Amazon
I would sneak my dad's X-acto and cut X's in your arms
And I would suck out all the venom causing chaos and confusion
And replace that shit with a Swiss Miss and Ovaltine transfusion
And I'm on the stoop at Joe's and I am just a little kid
And it's the first time that this tongue of mine gives a blue Raz a lick
And all that I can say is "Holy shit, guys what is this?"
What could I have done to deserve such awesomeness?
What could I have done to deserve such awesomeness?
