Wrecking Ball
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from Battery Acid (November 25th 2005) (4:50)
You got plenty of time I got nothing to say
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
And he's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach another stain on the wall
And she the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
And I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they're looking for some
Well run and hide -- cuz here I come
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Ask for time I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown stupid and white
When the wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right yeah
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
And he's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach another stain on the wall
And she the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
And I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they're looking for some
Well run and hide -- cuz here I come
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Ask for time I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown stupid and white
When the wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right yeah
version 2:
from Chaotic Narcotic (August 29th 2009) (4:50)
I got plenty of time we got nothing to say
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
And he's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
Oh my God that's loud, I want to make it fall!
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach another stain on the wall
And she the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
And I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they looking for some
Well run and hide -- cuz here I come
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ask for time I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name got no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown stupid and white
When the wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
Turn it out
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
And he's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
Oh my God that's loud, I want to make it fall!
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach another stain on the wall
And she the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
And I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they looking for some
Well run and hide -- cuz here I come
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum
Suicide -- and a bottle of rum, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ask for time I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name got no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown stupid and white
When the wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
Turn it out
version 3:
from Loud As Me (September 28th 2020) (4:35)
I got plenty of time, we got nothing to say
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms, all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
He's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down, I want to make it fall!
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach, another stain on the wall
She the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait, totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they looking for some
Well run and hide cuz here I come
Suicide and a bottle of rum
Suicide and a bottle of rum, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ask for time, I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name, got no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone, put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown, stupid and white
Wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
Wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
Oh when the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right, go!
Oh, turn it out
You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday
Lookin for somethin to bide my time
Gotta find someone to kill some time
With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown
You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown
Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile
Grandfather time'll be high for a while
Pincushion arms, all the spoons are black
Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back
He's the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down
We all the type that like it when the sky fall down, I want to make it fall!
Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar
Another singin waste of space that'll never go far
Another grain on the beach, another stain on the wall
She the type of woman want to be with them all
We love the type of woman want to be with them all
Drifter jailbait, totally naive
I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe
About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see
I won't be happy til she sleepin with me
Everybody wants it and they looking for some
Well run and hide cuz here I come
Suicide and a bottle of rum
Suicide and a bottle of rum, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ask for time, I got plenty to spare
Never asked your name, got no reason to care
Never expect nobody to ask me to stay
And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say
City park carnival making some headway
Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways
See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's
Two tone lone drone, put it on wax stoned
Tokin up homegrown, stupid and white
Wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right
Wrecking ball come we gonna be all right
Oh when the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right, go!
Oh, turn it out
earliest live performance: January 27th 2006