The Grave and The Constant by Fun Lovin' Criminals
The Grave and The Constant by Fun Lovin' Criminals

The Grave and The Constant

Fun Lovin’ Criminals * Track #3 On Come Find Yourself

The Grave and The Constant Lyrics

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
Make a decision
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
South of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
Me on your ass because they didn't know better

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

I hold the fort left, right and center
The number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
Finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role
See I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
Act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
And chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

Up to no good, with no place to go but down.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

The Grave and The Constant Q&A

When did Fun Lovin’ Criminals release The Grave and The Constant?

Fun Lovin’ Criminals released The Grave and The Constant on Tue Feb 20 1996.

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