Crucifunkin' (Gruntruck)

Say what it's good for, good for funkin' around Say what it tastes like, nothing but you always want more Pray that it fends off evil off of you like a whore Take the streets and ride a reef and pull the sucker down Crucifunkin' Say that the flags of your soul still suckin' around Feels like you're living ten feet underground Stay in the doghouse, scratching with your hand in your mouth Take your feet and put 'em in and eat and chain the temple down Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Stay in your goat house, stay in the morgue Live for the moment when your body's pulled To live for a castle that's floating in the sky Might be really silly if your soul forgets to rise, yeah Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' To tether my suspicions I've gotta hold with everything I know Yeah, to ride on my condition I gotta push, well, on and on Well, this disease has got me down My fingers scrape the ground 'Cause all I see doesn't fit My head is spinning 'round You know the gaunt they push while they're greasing pockets Taking people in their greed has got me down And so I'll get away from burning silver steeples And crucifunkin' on, yeah Say what it's good for, good for funkin' around Say what it tastes like, nothing but you always want more Pray that it fends off evil off of you like a whore Take the streets and ride a reef and pull the sucker down Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Crucifunkin' Well, get off your cross and dance!