Lyrics: Stuck Lucky. Possom Soul. Officer Down.

There's an officer down with enough flack to hang ourselves gates of steel fall down with rats in snared but you've failed to keep the bile down empty pockets in these dark corridors without a pot to piss in it might be time to cry with your bed sheets pulled so tight this is the vacuum called your life there's an officer down to wait and watch for water to boil comes longer days for blossom but it's lawyers' country and i need sedation from your constant corporate subjection so there's an officer down on the street where substance and some pink are sold it's tax-free you can flip a bill in all of these under-the-table deals like a child instrument in hand this maggot will never fly again