100% Cents

[Verse 1]

One hundred percent cents

Up under a debt fence

Up wondering dead tense

No slumber for then since

My rumbling head spins

With nothing but ten tenths

Incensed with cents…

I wonder whats next? Tents?

I’m humble but that’s bent

No trouble for them? Meh…

I’m stumbling stagnant

A struggle to have rent

I’m lucky I have them

My loving and last friends

But suddenly past tense

If only I had sense…



[Hook]

One hundred percent cents…

One hundred percent cents

Up under a debt fence

One hundred percent cents…

I wonder whats next? Tents?

I’m humble but that’s bent

One hundred percent cents…

I’m lucky I have them

My loving and last friends

One hundred percent cents…

But suddenly past tense

If only I had sense…



[Verse 2]

One hundred percent cents

I’m smothered and intense

That something is dead scent

It’s bludgeoned with lead dents

Would somebody have sense

And bloody my dense head?

I can sense the cents…

When it jingles in pants lint

With nothing but red cents

And a bundle of intent

Can’t grumble to invent

Or get dumped in quick sec

I’m stuck in shit mess

Where up is a big step

A puzzling thing yes

If only I had sense…



[Hook]

One hundred percent cents…

One hundred percent cents

Up under a debt fence

One hundred percent cents…

I wonder whats next? Tents?

I’m humble but that’s bent

One hundred percent cents…

I’m lucky I have them

My loving and last friends

One hundred percent cents…

But suddenly past tense

If only I had sense…