Lyrics

Behold the footsteps of the Jinx
Hanging patter that craved a twist
Laid out like blacksnakes on the steps
Surround the passes on the path

Oh yeah, I asked for a piece of this
Just a longtime fan of taking hits
One more trip at last in the flesh
Choose to follow suit, oh, what a mess

Stepping out on that stage
In a rage, nothing concerns you
There's no script takeaway
No page at all to turn to

After all the Jinx remains
All the luck to burn through
Burn through

Give way to feeling for the Jinx
Gaining flexes for an easy fix
Not just a story scaring kids
Got on right to ridiculous

Oh yeah, I asked for a piece of this
Just a longtime fan of pitching fits
One more trip at last in the flesh
Excuses follow, put the stake in it