He took a sinister path to my boat and he made it capsize
I took a bite of the ship biscuit with smoke in my eyes
He lick the rim of the toilet before and after a piss
And if you ask him if he enjoyed it
He give you a wide-mouthed kiss
Writing on the mast stays fast
Some of this story will last
Woah, Uh oh uh oh
Woah, Uh oh uh oh
Get things straighter
Live on fire we're living on fire...
The cracker construct was cigarillo ash
Lucky pass
From his foul-smelling stick
One breath and your countdown clock it tick
He take the poor for their money
He leave the rich to stink
He teach the beggars shelalegh
They pay themselves to drink
Writing on the mast stays fast
Some of this story will last
Woah, Uh oh uh oh
Woah, Uh oh uh oh
Get things straighter
Live on fire we're living on fire...