New Kind Of Low A) Low B) Coma

Lyrics

[Part 1: Low] I push the limits of good taste Whenever I open my mouth You got a worm in your ear Like Chekov from Khan Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low All the way from South Dakota Like a green leprechaun She got a sun dress in heat He got his latex glove on Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low And if you ever come here You're tweaking on the phone "I got a new connection" I never leave the light on Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low Shame! Shame! I hit a new kind of low [Part 2: Coma] All the time a loss Black like you were blessed I was sobered blind Let you take me there And laughed loud when they found I was devoured, devoured Devoured, devoured Devoured, devoured Devoured