Kim Mitchell

Human condition, wintertime, wintertime
Happy birhtday Jack Benny, 39, 39
Kiss you, kiss me, kiss this, kiss my flag
I'm comin' outta nowhere, comin' on strong
I'm behind the eight ball but not for long
So I want you to know the stone I throw
I want you to know the stone I throw
Anyway you smell it bull from shit
Someone's gonna step on it and tell it like it is
This is the stone I throw
Toxins in my glands, political crimes, political crimes
Happy little Julie at the Belmont, ain't it about time, ain't it about time
Kiss you, kiss me, kiss this, kiss my flag
I'm comin' outta nowhere comin' on strong
I'm behind the eight ball but not for long
So I want you to know the stone I throw
Yes I want you to know the stone I throw
Anyway you smell it bull from shit
Someone's gonna step on it and tell it like it is
This is the stone I throw
Two days of stubble on my ugly face
Don't you think that I belong in a cage
If I wake up your parents would they know you by name
Hell, I ain't gonna eat my pizza salted your way
In the wintertime, in the wintertime
Illusions and disguise, grapevine gossip, fools divide my advice
Sometimes i get loaded, just to get unloaded
Cookin' the chicken twice, in the dinner time, in the wintertime, in the
wintertime
Sometimes i get loaded just to get unloaded
This is the stone i want to throw