ترانه:
Jason Marks

*Sports personalities* Welcome ladies and gentlemen This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco (Hey hey guys)

on my index stay achin' Niggaz stay hatin', got me late night pacin' I'm tight boot lacin', mask on like I'm Jason Shoot up shit like Larry Davis You

save So die with your eyes open, you hope this isn't the way You end up going out, but I guess it just is I'm afraid Razors, scissors and blades make Jason

. Savin' em up for the day if that guy calls. I'm almost certain, but this is speculation, The notes are in a box marked "Christmas Decorations". Remember

down punks and breakin down chumps When he stroll I hit him with the old brown pump Because we're goin all out, word to Miz You niggas gotta get it like Jason

for the book, harry belafonte for the early inspiration and mark twain for taking the trip long ago. -- spoken: "back toward the turn of the century, you know, mark

Intro: The American flag is tied to a fence on an overpass With a homemade sign written in red, white and blue And it reads "Welcome home, Jason Miller

the milkman comes around Another day in anytown I wake up with a frown Another day in anytown Run spot run Run spot run I called up Sally, Dick and Mark

in you CHORUS: (Ryan) Luna, I wanna take you to the moon Where it can be just me and you Oh, Luna Loo VERSE 2: (Mark) In the cellar you were tender