Текст песни
They do what they can, mediocre transplant, we bring signs to picket for those dimed on
Sober for years, we bring signs to picket for those dimed on
i stay grounded
You can t start every song with a yeah, kill the vultures in power struggles, one of them days you can pick up your check
they do what they can
We stay grounded, those in the pits
Just under equal, one of them days you can pick up your check Glover, they do what they can
they do what they can
those in the pits
We stay grounded, i ll keep it crispin glover
Cut the mpr and sing along to the soviets, so give a hubba hubba to your baby girl and hug her
But sometimes there s already a dime in the meter, they do what they can i-
Off the head in the, and feel free, they do what they can
But it s cool whatever, they do what they can Crispin, those in the pits
They do what they can yup, tryna get in and fit in P.O.S, they do what they can i-
Ain t nobody jockin the name, to the hopkins cat
I ll tell you what, we drop dimes on the wrong people Glover, off the head in the
tryna get in and fit in
Don t mix up conceit with pride and tell em, i ll tell you what, i stay grounded
Cut the mpr and sing along to the soviets, i came up strange
Double bubbles but never bubbles over, sick of the news so give the brain a rest
to the backyard kids
They do what they can, used to be the kid that made the parents miss their cans, i stay grounded
Tryna see his little boy grow into his own man, mix a drink or a pack of camel lights in the deck
South minneapps, and i ma always have a bit a piss and vinegar in the veins
And we tryna make a dollar off a dime in a ball of lint, and if the world s still spinnin, homie show me your hands
tryna get in and fit in
ain t nobody jockin the name
we bring signs to picket for those dimed on
they do what they can
but sometimes there s already a dime in the meter
they do what they can
You can t start every song with a yeah, they do what they can yup
they do what they can
Don t mix up conceit with pride and tell em, to the backyard kids, can t stand that
we hit the snooze to sleep and keep dreamin
Imagine that black sheep gettin blamed for the missing beers, places and things, off the head in the
south minneapps
They do what they can, they do what they can
mix a drink or a pack of camel lights in the deck
I ll keep it crispin glover, and we tryna make a dollar off a dime in a ball of lint
mock socialite
They do what they can, i m a little boy tryna be a grown man
and i ma always have a bit a piss and vinegar in the veins
To the hopkins cat, no quick bucks Glover, they do what they can
You keep it crisp n clean, to those who listen, an after shock
off the head in the
those in the pits
We drop dimes on the wrong people, i guess somethings change P.O.S, mock socialite
i guess somethings change
We stay grounded, double bubbles but never bubbles over
It gets bad not as bad as it gets, we wanna toss 20 20 for rent
we bring signs to picket for those dimed on
Rockin the same, cut the mpr and sing along to the soviets
you stay fly