Astroglide Songtext / Lyric

You shouldn't inhale so deep man

Feel the grip poking a lung

You're stressing, the hearts jumping

Your beat starts winding down

Your blood pressure is rising fast now

You clutch your broken arm



Grey skies

The pigeons and the doves

The trees are blue

Nice cartoon






You flipped your new Camaro

Impaled a wall upside down

With just a twelve pack of Bud

And a short ride home

You shouldn't tell that story

Or relent popular fun



Bad justice

I'm behind bars

You can't even

Read or write

You should have

Let it slide