He took a sinister path to my boat and he made it capsize I took a bite of the ship biscuit with smoke in my eyes He lick the rim of the toilet before and after a piss And if you ask him if he enjoyed it He give you a wide-mouthed kiss Writing on the mast stays fast Some of this story will last Woah, Uh oh uh oh Woah, Uh oh uh oh Get things straighter Live on fire we're living on fire... The cracker construct was cigarillo ash Lucky pass From his foul-smelling stick One breath and your countdown clock it tick He take the poor for their money He leave the rich to stink He teach the beggars shelalegh They pay themselves to drink Writing on the mast stays fast Some of this story will last Woah, Uh oh uh oh Woah, Uh oh uh oh Get things straighter Live on fire we're living on fire...