L7 Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Crap Lyrics

I met a skinhead named Scrap.

He lived in my friends garage. 

Every day he's shakin' that spray paint can.

And he comes out seein' stars.

Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask.

Until your mind starts to gel

'Cause the ball in the can has a crazy beat

The funky dying brain cell.

So he met some Christians from hell

Said, "lets go to Vegas, man."

So he packed up his leather and his red beret

Into that big, bad Christian van.

Use revival meetings like an oxygen tent

Until you mind starts to gel

'Cause the preacher thumps the Bible with a crazy beat

The funky dying brain cell.

Well, he came back to the garage

But the garage, it wasn't there

And he dug metallic gold more than Luke and John

Now he's growing his hair.

Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask 

Until your mind starts to gel 

'Cause the ball in the can has a crazy beat 

The funky dying brain cell