the jones comes in late at night it huts with a terrible bite they don t come knockin on my door or slink across the greasy floor i m up on the roof again watchin the sparklers dance and play up on the roof again please don t take my ladder away the jones it likes to call my name ain t got no one else for to blame it grabs me by the shorty hairs and drags me damn near everywhere i m up on the roof again watchin the sparklers dance and play up on the roof again please don t take my ladder away
['funk metal']