I take the hammer each and every time
You just can’t wait to waste us all away (all away)
Why you save face, I’ll be shavin' mine
In the light
In the sound
In the sound, in the light
I’ve seen rapids
I’ve seen rubble
You’re in trouble
A whole lot of trouble
I have punishment to fit the crime
But if the crime is the punishment
Where will you wind up
Waitin' on that punishment
You’ll wake up and wonder where the summer went
Because it’s cold up the river
It’s cold up the river
It’s cold up the river
It’s cold, it’s cold
In the light
In the sound
In the sound, in the light
I’ve seen rapids
I’ve seen rubble
In the light, in the sound
I see trouble, trouble
In the sound, in the light
You better hope to
God your shit float
You better hope to
God your shit float
You’re in a whole lot of trouble
A whole lot of trouble
A whole lot of… trouble
A whole lot of… trouble
A whole lot of… tr-trouble
A whole lot of… trouble
How’s about a little avalanche for your avarice
A landslide for your lavishness
Some happenstance for your happiness
A first hand taste of averageness
You better hope to
God your shit float
You better hope to
God your shit float
You better hope x8
You’re in a whole lot of trouble