[Verse 1: AWOL One]

Going on a walk to clear my head

First step: gotta crawl out of bed

I'll tell all the jokes around here

I am dirty and the mud is clear

The banks of the river never run out of money

And over the years, things are less funny

The original ones are disappointed

Society, humanity anointed

Three generation specialists

Watchmen close down the bar

I will deep fry these words

'Cause they have won awards

And when I'm hurt she kisses my stab wounds

Listen to my tempo, gentlemen

I'm wearing my skeleton on tour

And I never been a better man

[Verse 2: Gregory Pepper]

Going on an angry walk again

Moby Dick, Larry David, leviathan

Guess who's back in the motherfucking pond

Dickfish Pepper whistling the sweater song

It's been too long since I chilled with Walrus One

The years fly by but the days drag on

The little songs are ghosts on stand-by

Wanted to escape from LA like Kurt Russell

Felt like I was famous for a bit

When I opened for Freestyle Fellowship

But you can't buy real estate in people's minds

Homie, you have to earn that shit

So I'll quit alienating my friends and family

With talks of conspiracy theories

And maybe try being agreeable

To the people that wanna be near me

[Chorus: Gregory Pepper]

Even for a noise band, I know we're sorta lame

But if you just follow on then, I'll try and rock your brain

Even for a noise band, I know we can't keep trying

But if you stick around girl, I'll try and blow your mind

[Verse 3: Ceschi]

Hope you live as long as A Maximus

Hope we grow old and half as tough

Hope they let me back into Canada

I promise not to sell any marijuana

Maybe make a couple of daughters like Walrus One

Maybe make a couple of dollars that last for once

Stuck in a manhole feeling fat as fuck

This city is killing me, literally, no bluff

I'm Big Pun flying to the nearest KFC

Buildings are just Toblerones beneath me

I'm Pigpen dusty at the folk-punk show

Doing cover songs of Johnny Hobo

Bro blow, you know, some coke white shows

You're not fooling anybody, buddy, so let go

No more witch-house trap triangles

No more dubstep dance-rap angles, no

[Chorus: Gregory Pepper]

Even for a noise band, I know we're sorta lame

But if you just follow on then, I'll try and rock your brain

Even for a noise band, I know we can't keep trying

But if you stick around girl, I'll try and blow your mind