Kick

It all started in some room somewhere in Kentucky
He came out from the breeze
Molested some young trees
And raised it under children
Trying to stop this one-man gang
With kitchen utensils and a black rubber hose
What the hell?
I didn't really care

Got a rubber knife stuck in my ribs
But I'm not, I'm not sure if I want it to end
I don't know where he came from, and I don't care
I never really care
And I had this funny feeling
We'll be seeing each other on thе train
So stay off my life, and I'll stay off your pride
Maybe wе'll have a hell of a trip

It all started in some room somewhere in Kentucky
He came out from the breeze
Molested, yeah, young trees
And [?] under children
Trying to stop this one-man gang
With kitchen utensils and a garden hose
Then he spit in my coffee
Shit

Got another knife stuck in my ribs
But I'm not, I'm not sure if I want it to end
I don't know where he came from, and I don't care
I never really cared
And I had this funny feeling
We'll be seeing each other on the train
So stay off my life, and I'll stay off your pride
Maybe we'll have one hell of a trip