Come Back Clean - The Crystal Method, Emily Haines, Far Too Loud

In the taxi

Spit the bad seed

Spit the bad seed

He came out to testify

Rip the black jean

With his gold teeth

In the back seat

He came out to testify

I’m not a follower

Don’t want to follow her

Don’t want a piece of the pie

Where I land I don’t care

I don’t need a plan

One night at a time

Who kicks open every door lately?

He can’t stop

He can’t stop fighting

Who says, «I won’t leave 'til you make me?»

He can’t stop

He can’t stop losing a round

Looks like me

Dressed like me

Just like me

Looks like me

Dressed like me

Just like me

In the back seat of the taxi

He came out to testify

In the back seat of the taxi

Kept saying, «Who am I?»

In the back seat of the taxi

He came out to testify

In the back seat of the taxi

Said not to move, he’s fine

Don’t play with drugs in your bloodstream

Don’t play with bugs for your bad dreams

I’m gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean

In the taxi

Spit the bad seed

Spit the bad seed

Rip the black jean

With his gold teeth

In the back seat

(Make it up)

(Hold my breath)

(Where I land I don’t care, I don’t need a plan)

(I don’t give a damn, I don’t need a plan)

Don’t play with drugs in your bloodstream

(Gonna hold my breath 'til you come back clean)

Come back to us when you come clean