Where The Wild Things Were
by As Friends Rust· from A Young Trophy Band in the Parlance of Our Times
It was 1986, near time for my first fix. Everybody seemed to want to get some. What I left on that fourth grade floor I can't get back no more. That's when it all just headed down hill. I was a half-brained thorn in the side of the word, and a full-fledged fucking disaster. It was 1989, entered the world of crime. Banned from Woolworth's for all time. Come 1991, put my shoes on and run. I ain't seen the inside of my house since. Now, 2002, just me and Kobaroo. Still fucking up, but not like I used to. What I left on that fourth grade floor I can't get back no more. That's when it all just headed down hill.