Judge On The Horn Songtext

You better watch what you wish for
You might get what you wanted
You been stoned like a sophomore
Exactly what you paid for
You might find me in your hometown using the scissors on the corners or
Licking up the taverns or fucking in an auto
I been crooked from the day I was born
You ran to me screaming, â??The judge is on the hornâ?
He reminded me I had time to be confused
I recalled I've never gone it alone