Testo Shoe Money

Shoe MoneyThis hole it has a bottomOf that I have no doubtIf I could only smarten upAnd figure my way outBut what would I do then?Probably find I hate it thereAnd want to crawl back inWell I swear upon my mothernd I believe with all my heartThat I could rule the worldIf I could get my car to startBut what would I do then?With the tires around the flower bedsWe?ll have to ride the rimsThat would be funnyWe?ll take everything we haveThe shoe moneyAnd the birdsWill gather around our headsAnd they?ll peck at our corn-like teethThe wall around the graveyardSays that SATIN LIVES IN HELLThough they may love the devilHis disciples sure can?t spellSo what do I do then?I guess I?ll put the A in thereAnd show ?em how to sinThat would be funnyWe?ll take everything we haveThe shoe moneyAnd the birdsWill gather around our headsAnd they?ll peck at our corn-like teeth