The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
The Moldy Peaches
There’s no such thing as a harmless joke
There’s no such thing as a gentle toke
There’s no such thing as panama jack
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
I am a goat in a moat with a boat
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
I like it when my hair is poofy
I like it when you slip me a roofie
I like it when you've got the crack
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
I wanna be a hippie but I forgot how to love
It’s hard to be a garbage man when a sailor stole my glove
I wanna be reckless but I’m feeling so uptight
Put your mama in a headlock baby and do it right
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
Who’s got the crack? Who’s got the crack?
Who’s got the crack?
Who’s Got the Crack was written by Kimya Dawson & Adam Green.