The Slats - Boom Patrol lyrics

If there's a reason I'll keep it to myself And leave the matter on the frying pan This smoke chokes throats (The boat is coming!) Unanticipated justice And tell it to the lettuce You like me, now That's something That's something That's something Life (life) Ain't the (ain't the) Same with no stereo Life (life) Ain't the (ain't the) Same with no stereo Life (life) Ain't the (ain't the) Same with no stereo Life (life) Ain't the (ain't the) Same with no stereo Pow I got this locked down Pow I've got this locked Pow I've got this locked down Pow I've got this locked