Red Samaritan - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Clean up in aisle 45

An issue, to rid you of your pride

So stop in your tracks, you've been attacked

’Cuz i can never make it fine

'Cuz someone's got a problem with the way you talk

And someone’s got a problem with the way I walk

But I guess if you kill me, it's fine, I like to be dead now

Left field, I've lost both of my eyes

Oh, they're there, I see them on my right

So I stop in my tracks, I've been attacked

No, I can never make it fine

'Cuz someone's got an issue that they can't solve

And nobody is happy, no one at all

So stop in your tracks, have a heart attack

Oh hey, I think I made it fine

Be a good red samaritan

Someone’s got an issue that they can’t solve

And nobody is happy, no one at all

Be a good red samaritan

Deedle dee, red samaritan

This is a catchy song, man!

Be a good red samaritan

Someone's got an issue that they can’t solve

And nobody is happy, no one at all

Be a good red samaritan

Someone's got an issue that they can't solve

And nobody is happy, no one at all

So be a good red samaritan

Good red samaritan