Can hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin on my nutz
Out my window, cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed
Ebin was a cooley that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin' it live with the KKK
No JVC, no JFA
Cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes
He was looking for something to use
With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
Well, it could be me or it could be you
Oh, feels like my whole life is rearranged
Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you
Oh, how you've changed
Oh, you've changed
Oh, how you've changed
I give you a hard time, didn't wanna stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hooked on crack just the other day
Now he's down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
With a hit man assassin like a long strong arm
He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and make lots o' money
Come back up North and drive a big white car
And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
Well, it feels like I'm the only one to blame
Oh Ebin, you've changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, you
Oh, you've changed
Oh, you've changed
Oh, how you've changed
I give you a hard time, didn't wanna stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah
Out my window, cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed
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