11.Crackerman

Kickin'..as I'm tryin'..to sleep
I got the mud beaneath my shoes
Rubber band, rubberband
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I wanna use


Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don't care, yeah but I don't care
Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much..


Trippin'.. as I'm thinkin'..
'Bout a boy, his name was Sue
He's a man, he's man
Crackerman, crackerman,
He's a woman too


Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
I don't care, yeah but I don't care
Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much..


And I'm thinkin'
While I'm thinkin'
And I'm thinkin'
While I'm thinkin'


Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much
and I don't care, yeah and I don't care
Roaming, roamin', roam
Get away, gotta get away
And I think I think too much..


And I'm thinkin'
While I'm thinkin'
And I'm thinkin'
While I'm thinkin'

*mumbles*..{somebody's folded my soul for the last time..I'm a roamin'}