Good people sometimes think bad things   Good people dream bad things, don't you   Good people even do bad things   Once in a while, we do      Factory smoke and choke in pain   'Cause del ray funk is in my brain   So I break the law but I'm not to blame   You only know my place, you don't know my name      Well, I grip the fence and bent the steal   And I steal a car and I grip the wheel   And I park the car then I steal it again   'Cause I really don't know what's happening      I wait for night to fall then I walk outside   And then I run back in 'cause I don't wanna die   You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain   As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain      And I pray to god to help me justify   Look over me 'cause my brain is fried   And I don't have a name, I don't have a home   I just lay alone on my bed of stone      You see, death awaits me on my narrow path   And when I stop to think I can only laugh   Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long   To see everybody singing that southwest song      Wooooooo oh we-oh   Everybody singing that southwest song      Some say I'm real and some say I'm fake   But I really don't care 'cause it's all too late   You see, my mind is weak and I'm losing breath   As I crawl along I can feel the death      Everywhere I go I bring with me pride   And then I pay the carny and I take a ride   But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death   So I try it again with what pride is left      If we have to go then you can take me fast   You see, I started under and I'm sinking fast   And when the joker's card is missing from your deck   Then you know the road has finally caught my neck      Eh, yo, don't look, now, there we go again   It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends   He's always hanging round waitin for me to die   We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy      I feel him in the corner of a circled room   At about thirteen in the afternoon   And then I see the strain as I walk along   I notice everybody singing that southwest song      Wooooooo oh we-oh   Everybody singing that southwest song      What does seem bad to you?   I'm angry   What does seem bad to you?   I'm angry   Everybody singing that southwest song      If my time has come, then I'm ready to go   Shoot me in the face with your forty-four   And when I'm falling down to my soury death   I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha)      Lose some, win some, that's how it goes   I've been down and out, I took many blows   And there ain't nothing here I ain't seen before   I'm just a jugglin juggla jugglin more      You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town   You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down   You wanna start a family and ya own a home   I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone      You see the forks up, I see the forks down   But I'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around   'Cause my brain is gone and it's on it's way   I'm exploding, so get off me, dog      And I could be right and I could be wrong   And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long   But it does not matter what set you on   Tonight everybody sings that southwest song      Wooooooo oh we-oh   Everybody singing that southwest song      What seems bad to you?   Is hitting other kids?