Panhandlin' Prince lyrics
Artist/Band:
Ugly Kid Joe
Album:
America's Least Wanted Sittin on rusty park bench baby
Not much else to do
Smoke cigarettes and drink my Mickys
Its fine malt liquor brew
As I start drinkin and I start thinking
That death is on my side
Then my heart stops beatin
The streets get reekin
Thats suicide (thats right)
I grew up in the inner city
A chopped part of this town
Just another innocent backwards victim
Society would like to put down
You can call me a boozer
Call me a loser
Really doesnt matter to me
I got a bench for snoozin
Some sauce to keep boozin
Thats all I need
I keep it comin
Sometimes, dont know why
Ooo yeah, gonna do it until
The day I die (YEAH..)
Consider me The Duke
As I dine in your dumpster
Unsanitary engineer
Well Im the man of the place
The panhandlin master
Well Im pullin 2
