Letras:
The Little Flames Uniform

You buy the magazine, It teach you who to be. You wear the uniform, You love to be adored. Your world is you, and you bore me. Your world is you, and

Well I'm flying down desert streets wrapped in mother's wine and sheets, Asbestos boots on flaming feet dreaming of forbidden treats, When uniforms on

tonight main event has been sold out [Kool Keith:] I'm that new fuckin product, they chose over Ray Allen While the coaches scream The uniform on each