I started thinkin' 'bout you up in Milwaukee It was rainin' when we reached Chicago But the tears didn't start rollin' down my cheeks 'Til we rolled into Kokomo - Kokomo I tol' some friends you came from Gary 'Tho your home was Naptown Last time I saw

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

"I may be circling the drain, but I got a few steps left in me" So when they tell you that you're finished And your chance to dance is done That's the time to stand To strike up the band And tell 'em that you just begun So when life's a real pea-super

I think of you night and day, Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against the wall Like the drip drip drop of the raindrops When the summer shower is through So a

Rain came pouring down when I was drowning That's when I could finally breathe And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean The drought was the very worst, ah ah When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst It was

This one's for my ride or die I'm just sitting here on my front porch singing If you ever need me around I'll be on the next train headed southbound I'll never let you down, I can't let you down Because when I couldn't get my feet on the ground You'd do

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away When I was a child my family would travel Down to

Seems like a touch, a touch too much A touch too much It wasn't the first It wasn't the last Too much for my body, too much for my brain This damn woman's gonna drive me insane It was one of those nights When you turned out the lights And everything

Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum Will he take a sailboat ride? Will he tell you he's alive? In the morning when the day's begun And in the evening or the noonday sun Jimmy Cream was keen, his brain wal always winnin', I can't keep tabs on mine,

I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane But the fact remains that I'm a psycho Better get it through your brain When you say my name Never say it in vain, 'cause I'm a psycho Yeah, homie I thought we, told we been fucking loco Cypress Hill, D12,