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ferragamo roache - pat reed lyrics

come to think of it
i only saw like one roach in spain the whole time i was there
and even he appeared to be on a vacation of sorts
or at least taking a little paid time off to decompress
so what’s the difference between him and me, really?

feel like i got a guilty conscience about it
cuz we smacked the h*ll out that fool
for trying to climb the leg of our table as we were eating paella
he ran up at the wrong time, at the wrong dinner, with the wrong group of dudes
jet lagged, in the wrong type of mood
just waited two hours for the wrong type of food
we’re from america, what did he expect us to do?
sh*t cost like 44, 45, 50 euros, and that was for the each of us
we flew out here to get away from the states
so you tripping if you think we ’bout to let a roach eat with us
cuz in new york they got the nerve to sit you outside next to hot garbage and still call it al fresco
can’t believe i’m paying top dollar for this
them hefty bags start sweating
rotten, festering, depression
and your stupid ass still got burrata on the menu
in this f*cking heat
and you wonder why the roaches we got back home move so cold hearted out in these streets
suited up in riot gear from their head to their feet
like they under the command of the scorpion king
i know you remember the mummy returns
they had them big ass bugs that would k!ll you from the inside out
okay, so you get what i’m saying
american roaches are on some f*ck*it*sh*t like that, i think
ready for war at any single given moment
prepped for combat at the drop of a hat
they would even throws hands with rats and birds to get inside of a wet trash bag
just different, you feel me?
can spot our roaches from a mile away
but not this one, he was different than most
what can i say? he didn’t look like a regular roach
like a high rise roach from one of these big cities
he looked more free range, like he knew about camping and sh*t

i mean, his sh*ll was shining, looked nice
thorax, or whatever you call it, exoskeleton
could’ve been designer
might’ve been salvatore ferragamo
looked like he was on a spanish vacation
not unlike myself
and even i was only wearing zara, personally

that one night’s been keeping me up, thinking
still many moons after coming back home
probably had more in common than we ever had difference
didn’t mean to take a roach life traveling alone
probably had his roach wife blowing up his roach phone
asking every other roach why he never came home
the roach fbi prolly found his roach bones
he was supposed to meet his roach friends out in roach rome
so next time you see a roach around your apartment, chill out, he might’ve had a bad night
going for a walk just to clear out his head
don’t k!ll the man, talk to him first
see what he’s going through
put him on a magazine, and put him out the window
to get a brand new perspective
you might change his whole life
but if you stomp him out on that hardwood floor
his family definitely gonna slide
ain’t no doubt about it, they’ll never leave you alone
they won’t never leave your home
it’s gonna be generations and generations of roaches running up your walls
all carrying his name to the end
cuz you got scared you ain’t never seen a bug

looking at the barcelona streetlights
seeing dreams that he had in his eyes
and we slapped his ass with the dessert and wine section
and we don’t even speak spanish
poor guy
we sent him to the big roach in the sky
i still pray he ends up with his family
shoutout sagrada

- pat reed lyrics

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