bryyn - yodle ae



'stumblin the streets of Michigan

watchin the party patrol roll by on Michelin

Dan's got his knife so we can go fishin again

you got a couple dollars, we aint' no simpletons

but it's simple when we can pretend

the city streets begin changin

and everybody is our friend

just got back from south london

on the boulevard begin exchangin

just story for story mason begins exclamin'



the btu's we need is up to 18,000

so we can get this room air conditioned

like a nightmare it's american



just got back from south london,

ooo yeah.



holdin back your two cents

until there's open space in the conversation

your through ventin your frustration to your friends

sittin at the round table for service

it's oblong and curves the world over you heard this

comin from a cocaine addicted texas host,

sat back to order a bit of his breakfast toast

but forget all of this rhetoric just usin it for fodder

move up out of the south and head for colorader



with a tube top on and a can of crush

girls doin things that'll make you blush

fingers to her lips just saying hush

gave me a rush like i dunno a rush

now things are looking like a beer commercial

you're hanging out with some guy named Hershel

you're at the blur show you know is fo sure

gold digger lookin like they dig the floor show

brew ha flowin like a fountain

everyone knows you can't fall off mountains

your hockey is shoddy play yatzee in rockies

when all you want is a little sake.



(lyrics mostly by christopher weiher)