Shifty Peterson

And this is how the story goes And this is how the story goes You're gifted and full of load You're gifted and full of load When Shifty's on the phone Shifty Peterson is on the phone Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh Fuck off I only got time for myself Unfinished business to the left and to the right And up and up inside Babies to be made with various brides and future rides and future cast as- Is that Shifty 'cross my street? What I do wrong? Who'd I do it to? And this is how the story goes And this is how the story goes You're gifted and full of load You're gifted and full of load When Shifty's on the phone Shifty Peterson is the phone Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh And this is how the story goes how many times do I have to tell you? You're gifted and full of load He's stone cold killer on the prowl of you When Shifty's on the phone Shifty Peterson is the phone Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh You created us from robot scraps You created us from robot scraps What are you doing to me? We only mean to harvest your organs Aaaaaaaaah And this is how the story goes Now you've gone and pissed off the robot contingent of my home You're gifted and full of load When Shifty's on the phone You can't piss the robots off in Shifty Peterson's home town Tell the wife you ain't coming home Fuck off Fuck off Fuck off Fuck off Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals Steve Murphy - Bass John Makarewicz - Drums