Chokehold

[Verse I Buck 65 as Dirk Thornton]
You got stars in your pockets
I wish everyone could see
Mr. man you got an asshole where your elbow should be
I hope you [?] say so to your lady friends
And later that day you get run over by a Mercedes Benz
80's bands, Ladies boxes, writing tonsils, walks on water
Working weekends as a waiter with the Deacon's daughter
Frequent flier mileage trying to answer to a higher calling
Dance around in circles solid chance to find a secret message
Take a minute learn your lesson
This is for your own concern
So listen without [?]
The possibilities are infinite
Facilities are may still be rusty
Must be smoking silly weed
Trust me I ain't joking
Don't forget to get your fingers dusty
Distant drunk, persistent dreams
[?] debt, with some machine
Could come between us
Stomach hits with atomic submarine
For instance bad example
Keep it simple
People need to fight their battles
Fill their bottles
Park their cars
With no remarks
And make up better

[Hook]
Chokehold, Chokehold [x8]

[Verse II]
Let's make a toast to the ghost of Hank Williams
Yell 'em "hoist high I was suppose to bank millions"
Close but no cigar
No guitar
Son/Sun of the closest star
Closeout stores and constant stares
Rhyming pairs and going forward
Leonard Cohen self-centered
No one noticed
The host entered
Running with the hunted and the haunted and the ill mannered
Not that it mattered to the hot-head most chatting
Slowly but surely turning purple in your sowing circle
Circus people serve as tension
Censorship me sure to mention
Living in a fancy mansion
Some what like the Manson family
Unfamiliar new material
Similar to a serial killer
[?] mysterious theory
The serious leader is vastly inferior
Sorry Francis [???]
Territory totally boring
Blown out of portion
And then cost a fortune end of story
Moral of the tail is to listen to your heart
And then believe it through your damage
Til you wear it on your sleeve and that's a...

[Hook]
Chokehold, Chokehold [x8]