Texty:
Punch Drunk

Punch-drunk intoxication There are jackals in power who feed on frustration Sheer will you move it or lose it There's power in numbers when are we gonna

You know I rock microphones like they got back bones And I'll roll on your show like some biscuit dough Yeah you steady bitin' styles off the next man

in better places than the jail And I'm punch drunk... Punch drunk, I'm punch drunk, baby I'm punch drunk, And I'm punch drunk, yes I'm punch drunk (to

Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on girl, let's go Hey baby am I crazy or was you giving me the eye? You said maybe, well you crazy because I

The evolution of humankind An opposing digit, the use of tools Inventing the wheel, exploring space Brain size still developing Two men and a referee

kick and punch and Kick and punch and kick and punch Who's you friend? who's your friend? Where's your friend? I guess he'd rather Be punch drunk

siren's serenade Could have been the comeback kid The southpaws' legend glove to fill No shadow boxer but the one A true contender for the crown Now this punch drunk

punch and kick and punch and kick and punch and kick and punch Who's you friend? Who's your friend? Where's your friend? I guess he'd rather be punch

car? Please forgive my lack of information, I'm punch drunk and I need to find a way back home it'll be a miracle I'm having trouble seeing, I'm punch drunk