Six feet un-der the stars Lyrics: Time to lay claim to the evidence, Fingerprints sold me out but, our footprints washed away, it's been getting late for days, and i think myself deserving of, a little time off. We can kick it here for hours, and just mouth off about the world, and how we know its going straight to hell pass me another bottle honey, the Jager's so sweet, but if it keeps you around, then i'm down. Meet me on Thame's street I'll take you out though i'm hardly i'm worth your (azchords.com)