Toast Lyrics - High - Flotsam And Jetsam

Pusher, pushing a dream 

Go ahead and pick the scarecrow clean 

One long season mean, or just letting off steam? 

Only scratched it twice, made it bleed real nice 

Bloody, body filled with bullet holes 

Your eyes are black like coals 

Wrapped around a pole, you have what I stole 

Old fashioned cocaine standing on my brain 

Gone tomorrow, here today 

I never saw what hit me 

It will all rumble away 

I never heard a thing 

Gone tomorrow, here today 

Cutting into line again 

Cutting it close in between 

Laughing 'cause you're funny choking 

Laughing 'cause you're turning blue 

Laugh all the way to the bank 

One less asshole acts like you 

Gone tomorrow, here today 

I never saw what hit me 

It will all crumble away 

I never heard a thing 

Gone tomorrow, here today 

One less asshole man