Telephone Game
written by: Jak Locke

from Laced (2002 October 16) (2:52)
Take it on down in a jalopy with a leak
Truckin mad plastered like a rockin broken record
Bustin my chops through a busted old speaker
Don’t cry on me when all your pants turn checkered

Can we rock this lemon soda style? Take it down about five notches
Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain!

Don’t take it down the street in a jalopy with a leak
Truckin insane broken record of the burns
Old speaker cryin like a maniac freak
When all your pairs of pants take checkered turns

Do we can this like a lemon soda? Take it down around five notches
Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain, uh huh

Now you go below the street in a jalopy with the meat
Truckin with a leak and the record shinin black
A pair of wears they take returns of checkered psycho streets
Old speaker shoutin like an exquisite maniac

We be able to do this like a lemon soda
It takes him below to five grooves
Come in, stone this, stone this like a stone
Stone this like a stone

She’s the door to the place under the trail
In a blender with a black disco broken to the choice
When you are there, low doors of the sum you wail
This old man to scream high speaker in my voice

We are in a position to do as the lemon soda
The door to the devil about five floors
Light the boulder, this boulder like a mountain
Yeah, oh oh oh yeah, oh, like a mountain

Take it on down in a jalopy with a leak
Truckin mad plastered like a rockin broken record
Bustin my chops through a busted old speaker
Don’t cry on me when all your pants turn checkered

Can we rock this lemon soda style? Take it down about five notches
Come on, rock this, rock this like a mountain!
Like a mountain, like a mountain, like a mountain, oh yeah
Oh yeah, uh huh, what's that?, yeah

never performed live