BALLAD OF THE EVIL KET

A real tall kid wants his name in the rafters

Big bowl of K, now he's king of the afters

Big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

He'll kick down your door when you're under the covers

Man, evil Ket is just so damn tough

He'll blow down your door with the huff of his puff

He used to hit the step back, back to the three

But now he's got a gun and he's pointed at me

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

I think he found the hole, I'm about to find another

I'm so sorry that you think that you're Christ

But I'm sure we could put this in a positive light

Big huge hands that are shaking and sweating

It's the end of the fourth and he's down by seven

He's at the free throw as my heart sinks

He's got a gun and he's pointed at me

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I've told him it's prison with possible life

But you're fucking huge so you're probably fine

Big broad shoulders, he shrugs as he shouts

This second comings surprisingly loud

I beg for my life but no tears on my cheek

He's in the door frame, headband with the sneaks

He used to cross tough then kick to the three

But now he's got a gun and he's pointed at me

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I said

I said

Don't be sorry, I know how you get

Don't be sorry, I know it's the Ket

Call the cops, no dog, never in life

Just fix the door jam and it's all alright

He's six foot eight, putty knife in the hand

With his knees on the ground as he toils like a man

He used to hit the pin down right in the chest

Now he's free and as free as it gets

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

With big blue eyes like Billy and Brother

Yeah, yeah, yeah