never clean but always washed
splashin’ in the puddle makin’ no waves
– I’m still restless
played it wrong and got arrested
all that studyin’ and got tested
but we were never bested
tied together and protested
hangin’ in there like we’re infested
detested- went to far and now we’re rested.
move over – –
seven on my arm
I still remember
it was never clean but we’re fired up
we won but was it worth it
dirty triumphs
Saint's Muse 