Antenna lyrics

If you been out messin' and actin' a fool
You best be confessin' hey, don't be cruel.
Just callin' attention you probably know
Don't hold on to nuthin', it's time to let go.
Lay baby I want 'cha, I'm hurtin' so big.
Take out some insurance, and cover your rig.
We talkin' resurrection to shred your head.
That certain possession you keep in yo' shed.

When the deal goin' down and you gonna take your chance
There's always just a mystery that locks you in a trance
No matter what the future brings you're booked, and lawd you're bound
Be steppin' softly when you know the deal is goin' down
When the deal go down and the noose is bein' tied
Aint no gettin' round it, fade back and let it lie

I got the attitude
And that's all I ever say
Don't have to tell nobody
How their tail ought to lay
Had a sudden revelation
The heights that I've sunken down to
And I don't mind I can't find
My way out of this witch's brew
Livin' for the lizard life
Livin' for the lizard life
I stumbled on the way around
My own reality
Gettin' right-tightly wound
Past the pale of normality

I been stuck, so I asked her why
She gave me acupuncture as her alibi
Shook my soul, and stole my dough
Left my condition down a deep dark hole
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she ask
I get nailed every now and then
I get my mojo working but I'm pinned again
I'm a pincushion, gotta face the facts
I'm just a pincushion, do everything she asks

Old 61's my number on the highway
I'm turning up the V's on the airways
I'm tuned into some bad-ass transactions
It's the only way to get my satisfaction
Yeah antenna head, yeah antenna head
Antenna waves be burnin' up my radio
Mister Deejay say it's the only way to go
Cranked up all the way my tube is turning red
Got a pocket full off cornbread just call it
Antenna head

I went down with the fuzzbox
Grinding a pound or two
Say I'm down, with a fuzzbox
Pounding and a workin' it through
And because you've got fuzz
Go on and do what you wanna do
I down down with a fuzzbox
Checking out what it could do
It was step-2, blue voodoo
Fuzzed another hour or two
Just do it man
Go with yo' hand
Once you understand
Got to do what she wantcha to

I was out on the coastline
Getting a little shake
Do it every day
for mercy sake
Sometime surf's up
Sometimes it's flat
Eatin' up asphalt
Prowlin' like a tomcat
Stunned at what I see
Should I stay or should I leave
Too much, not enough PCH
Too much, not enough PCH
Feelin' kind of free
By the deep blue sea
A true blood blue slud
Hangin' on me
Wanna head north
But I might go south