Front Right

Front right of the shack there's a part I know it's looking but I put it away I want to look at the rain outside But you tend to keep the curtains closed I get that 'Cause you don't need no funky weather Messing up your mojo And when we get to prepare for this ride I resent the way you wear your clothes We're getting ready Like a foul smelling flower You shed your skin and power To the man Who sold the seed before Like a foul smelling flower You shed your skin and power To the man Who sold the seed before Trunks and beaks in a cheeky pink palette Going inside again Down a rocky road in the back of my head Yet I'm going inside again This is what you've told me about This is what I know This is what you've told me about This I know This is what you've told me about This is what I know This is what you've told me about This I know Like a foul smelling flower You shed your skin and power To the man Who sold the seed before Like a foul smelling flower You shed your skin and power To the man Who sold the seed before Trunks and beaks in a cheeky pink palette I'm going inside again Down a rocky road in the back of my head Yet I'm going inside again Buddy has gone bad with a bucket in bed Yet he says he's gonna do it again Overambitious with a munchy 'forehand Yet he says he's gonna do it again Front right of the shack there's a part I just leave it alone to save my bleeding heart I gotta get it, I gotta get it, I gotta get it I guess I'll get it Front right of the shack there's a part I just leave it alone to save my aching heart One day we better get together And get a taste of a new age, a new face Front right of the shack there's a part I just leave it alone to save my blackened heart With no hatred, no aggression No smothering condescending fucking games Front right of the shack there's a part I just leave it alone to save my aching heart Get me off this horse Get me off this horse