Biding my time
88 Style
Be sure that I'm
Head in my hands
Me and this man
Who coughed in his mess
And picked at his skin
With illicit pills

I wanted all that
I had feeling
What can we do the prince machine

Sipping my mug shot
It’s into your pocket
Why can’t we take that and phone up to me girl

I hate
The 88
I hate
The 88

Out in no time
Thats what they said
The central was down
Again and again
And such a day they
Had to ruin
I’ve been so loved in after you

I’ve had nothing
Since last evening
And if you know me I know you’ll let me go

I hate
The 88
I hate
The 88
I hate
The 88
I hate
The 88

I want to know when to follow