Scrap Lyrics

I met a skinhead named Scrap
He lived in my friend's garage
every day he's shaking that spray paint can
and comes out seein' stars

grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
until your mind starts to gel
cause the ball in the can
has a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell

so he met some christians from hell
who said, "let's go to vegas man"
so he packed up his leather and his red beret
into that big, bad christian van

use revival meetings like an oxygen tent
'til your mind starts to gel
cause the preacher thumps the bible
with a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell

well, he came back to the garage
but the garage it wasn't there
and he dug metallic gold more than luke and john
now he's growing his hair

grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
until your mind starts to gel
cause the ball in the can
has a crazy beat
the funky dying brain cell