The Clover Doctor of Havenwyck

That’s not a cab it’s a cop car
I won’t ever leave my house again for anything but cigarettes
They circled the block they circled my friends with chalk
And that’s not a cab it’s a cop car

Please don’t leave me here
Please don’t leave me here

They don’t like it when I speak
It’s hard enough to breath
They say I’m lucky
I’ll be lucky if I get to sleep

It’s on me
I keep it on me
I won’t let it leave

It’s only
A couple hours
How hard can it be?

The clover doctors
Got a problem
With my Durum wheat

I said fold your morals
Boy your almost obsolete

It’s on me
I keep it on me
I won’t let it leave
It’s on me
I keep it on me
I won’t let it leave

That’s not a cab it’s a cop car
I won’t ever leave my house again for anything but cigarettes
They circled the block they circled my friends with chalk
And that’s not a cab it’s a cop car

I ain't never felt worse than this, right now
I ain't never felt worse than this is my life