Dispatch - "Here We Go"

Here we go Leave it on the back burner Take it to the dry town I got the mean time slippin' down The slide some uptight right wing, Political homicide, do what you Want, take what you will, take it in Like a south paw, flip it on the grill Bourgeoise, protocol Bottoms up boys, this is the last call Happy hour doesn't last too long You know it never does So I sit here on a bar stool looking at The sky got a buck and a quarter And a bucket full of rye Don't step out of line you'll get time In the brig don't yield to the mighty You got your own dirt to dig Chorus Me and my flea bag friends we ran To have our own feast of Crispian Murphy was there with number 22 They were got caught in the middle Of a coup, you will Lose me if I don't lose you We haven't chosen Anyone of you to condemn So make your decision and choose you Side or let us begin Steeped in knowledge I'll step from the board Down to the speak easy With my double-edged sword You know the deal You got to spin the wheel I heard the heavens are full of sevens But as a matter of fact You know that cat suicide jack He don't play like that Truth is he don't really play at all