The Crystal Method
Born Too Slow
Just like seventies goofballs
He's waiting on last calls
Well listen to Method Man
Cause if you leave him the last line
Don't leave him the brown kind
Born just a little too slow..
Just a little too..
Oh your lights are burning too..
Just a little too..
Oh just a little too..
Cause if he picks up the wrong kind
You'll know you'll be turning blind
Gun at your head
Lay him down just the wrong way
You know that he's turning gray
Born just a little too slow..
Cause if you leave him the last line
Don't leave him the brown kind
Well listen to Method Man
So if you're leaving him calling
You know you'll be falling
Lights are burning low
Your stars are burning gold
Lights are burning low
Your stars are burning gold
Born just a little too..