Lyrics

They ever catch the guy putting cyanide In the milk cartons, of the Midwest dairy supply They ever find the bird fuckin' with the flu He's probably found a way by now to infest the Whole coop At least that's what I've been led the believe To shit my pants with fear, admit defeat Accept that everything is out to get me Conditioned by all the pageantry Every word, ever read West Nile four dead in Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio Thеy ever find the monkеy spreading out the pox? He's probably got his own zip code poisoning the blocks They ever find the guy mailing out the dust? He's probably on his way right now He's probably on his way right now It's shit like that that keeps me up at night Pistol by my side, my doors locked tight Attack dogs trained to kill anything on site I want this bark to balance out my bite Every word, ever read West Nile four dead in Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio