| Gimme that Z-O-L-O-F-T
|
| Gimme a grip, make me love me
|
| Suckin' 'em down, I’m happy, man
|
| Can feel it inside, makin' me smile
|
| (Realize that the sky’s not made of gold)
|
| (Don't disguise the nature of your soul)
|
| Gimme that Z-O-L-O-F-T
|
| No longer pissed, you don’t bother me
|
| I’m makin' it through, I’m givin' my all
|
| When base are loaded, I’m whacking the ball
|
| (Don't suck the mind, don’t drain the source)
|
| (The path of life’s not so easy to course, buddy)
|
| Gimme that Z-O-L-O-F-T
|
| (I can’t explain why I’m feeling this way)
|
| Gimme a grip (Grip), make me love me
|
| (Trips in the barren for the month)
|
| Suckin' 'em down (I'm suckin' 'em down), I’m happy, man
|
| (Are you a monkey or a man-child?)
|
| Can feel it inside, makin' me smile |