Phish - Sloth Lyrics
They call me the slothWay down in the ghettoItalian spaghettiSinging falsettoSleeping all dayRip van winklinSpend my nights in barsGlasses tinklinIm so badHes so nastyAint got no friendsReal outcastyStay out of my wayOr youll end up a crippleIll take this piece of paperAnd slice your nippleThey call me the slothWay down in the ghettoItalian spaghettiSinging falsettoSleeping all dayRip van winklinSpend my nights in barsGlasses tinklinColonel forbin stared at the fourteen bars that stood at the end of the cell. he ran his hand across the cold, damp dungeon wall and thought again about the door. he had traveled through the door out of necessity. once he knew it existed, he simply couldnt leave it alone. just like wilson. just like tela. just like errand wolfe. and he sat in the dungeon, and he realized that he was back again through the door. and through the tiny window in the corner of his cell, he heard the distant strains.ErrandErrandErrandErrandAnd from atop the mountain icculus looked down on all that went on below him. and he smiled.
