Letra da Música: New Kind Of Low - Better Than Ezra

I push the limits of good taste
Whenever i open my mouth
You got a worm in your ear
Like checkov from kahn

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.

All the way from south dakota
Like a green leprachaun
She got a sun dress in heat
He got his latex gloves on

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low.

And if you ever come here
You're tweaking on the phone
I got a new connection
I never leave the light on

Shame! shame!
I hit a new kind of low...

[b) coma]

All the time,
A loss.
Black like you were blessed,
I was sobered blind.
Let you take me there
And laughed loud when they found
I was devoured. devoured.
Devoured.