Bobbing and Weaving Songtext
von The Murlocs

Deputy′s dragging motors through the mud
Last train to pile in on
The black phone for the unloved

Express through the CBD
There ain't no stopping in a hurry
Checking tickets please
As they get up they′re looking at me yelling
"I see you hiding under the seat"

Bobbing and weaving
Being mistreated
Bobbing and weaving
Goodbye grievance


Captain hits me with a jab
It's something in my socket
Both eyes black
I was kicked off the train to the tracks

Bobbing and weaving
Being mistreated
Bobbing and weaving
Goodbye grievance
Bobbing and weaving
Being mistreated
Bobbing and weaving
Gimme some lenience

Learning quicker
How to swish with confidence
Ball's in my court
But I caught it up shit river


Bobbing and weaving the law
Bobbing and weaving since I was born
Bobbing and weaving I regret now, I′m seething
Bobbing and weaving I′m headed for the big spoe!