Flakes, flakes!
Flakes, flakes!
They don't do no good
They never be workin' when they oughta should
They waste your time
They're wastin' mine
California's got the most of them
Boy, they got a host of them
Swear to god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear to god they got the most
At every business on the coast
They got the flakes
Flakes, flakes!
They can't fix yer brakes
You ask 'em, "where's my motor? " "well, it was eaten by snakes"
You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit
But they won't be fixin' it
They're lyin' an' lazy
They can be drivin' you crazy
Swear to god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Swear to god they got the most
At every business on the coast
Take it away, bob
I asked as nice as I could
If my job would
Somehow be…
Hmmmm... kan ha vært ‘79 but hwadda heck...
DQ10... var på besøk i helga hos en kompis som fortsatt har sine DQ10... jeg skiftet oppheng på bassene for 11 år siden.. spiller egentlig fortsatt godt..
