And this is how the story goes
And this is how the story goes
You're gifted and full of load
You're gifted and full of load
When Shifty's on the phone
Shifty Peterson is on the phone
Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh
Fuck off
I only got time for myself
Unfinished business to the left and to the right
And up and up inside
Babies to be made with various brides and future rides and future cast as-
Is that Shifty 'cross my street? What I do wrong? Who'd I do it to?
And this is how the story goes
And this is how the story goes
You're gifted and full of load
You're gifted and full of load
When Shifty's on the phone
Shifty Peterson is the phone
Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh
And this is how the story goes
how many times do I have to tell you?
You're gifted and full of load
He's stone cold killer on the prowl of you
When Shifty's on the phone
Shifty Peterson is the phone
Tell the wife you ain't coming home, oh
You created us from robot scraps
You created us from robot scraps
What are you doing to me?
We only mean to harvest your organs
Aaaaaaaaah
And this is how the story goes
Now you've gone and pissed off the robot contingent of my home
You're gifted and full of load
When Shifty's on the phone
You can't piss the robots off in Shifty Peterson's home town
Tell the wife you ain't coming home
Fuck off
Fuck off
Fuck off
Fuck off
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
Steve Murphy - Bass
John Makarewicz - Drums
