Spatula - Lyrics - Heavy Vegetable

A curse on the raving *** face that took my spatula away from me A curse on the living *** face that took my spatula away from me My only possesion is gone. A curse on the raving *** face that took my spatula away from me I went to place where freedon sold 20 bucks a head. 5 bucks a hit. Organized free thinking fools. Why? Mostly stayed in tune. It had a rad bottom end. It was more than an instrument, It was a friend The show sucked and I don't think it was my guitar.