Patience, Mrs. Crabicelli
Let me explain
This bad reputation rap you got on me
Is just an image in your brain

If you've got one that is, Mrs. Crabicelli
Did you know I talked to your boss the other day
I told him this, I said...

The check would be in the mail tomorrow
And that was last week, my good woman
I only missed on payment, Mrs. Crab

Please tell Bruno the checks in the mail
And have a nice day, Mrs. Crabicelli
Oooooo, have a nice day
Mrs. Crab

What do you mean the check bounced?
I don't have a job!
I have no money!
You know why?
I'll tell you why!
Uncle Sam and his god damn war machine took everything!
And the aliens, not the ones from outer space!
They took my house, my car, my kid, my wife, my cat, my dog
They picked my pockets, they picked my nose, they even picked the food from my teeth!
So go fuck somebody else, and leave me alone!
Just leave me alone, leave me alone!
Can't you see I have a financial problem that just won't go away?

01/24/2011

Author's Note: A song about being broke...had to write a song about a creditor who had the best name ever...Crabicelli (Crab-eh-chelli) The original was a bit different, but this is written as played by me and my band...

Posted on 01/24/2011
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