Karaoké Crackerman Stone Temple Pilots

Kickin' as I'm tryin' to sleep

I got the mud beneath my shoes

Rubber band

Rubber band gun in hand

Gun in hand I wanna use

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

Trippin' as I'm thinkin' 'bout a boy

His name was Sue

He's a man

He's a man crackerman

Crackerman, he's a woman too

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

And I'm thinkin' while I'm thinkin'

And I'm thinkin' while I'm thinkin'

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

Roamin', roamin', roam

And I think I think too much

And I'm thinkin' while I'm thinkin'

And I'm thinkin' while I'm thinkin'

Wind traps

Mud flaps

Dust blowin' in my eyes

I'm a-roamin'

I'm a-roamin'

I'm a-roamin'