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[Scratch Intro] "John" "Here me coming" "John" "Here me coming" "John" "Here me coming" [Verse One] For a short period of time the beers were sworn off And it was getting ridiculous so the beards been shorn off It was exciting, the plastic of my own CD's getting torn off The novelty hasn't worn off In fact it's awe inspiring I gained a certain admiration for the rewiring Not that it ain't tiring any more I'm aware that as much as I bring there's plenty more Lying in wait and ready to be tackled So I attack what I hate Even if what I state is making the debacle Of the latter day MC's image Which I liken to historical clubs recreation Outfitted in vintage threads from noggin to heel I'll rep Winnipeg on a toboggan made of steel With snotty noses and sore throats we chant on Break Bread With [?] clavers and ski pants on We love innovation,respect and integrity Maintain levity, uphold certain traditions selectively That's why you never hear me hating on homos When I dress up funny like Marilyn and put on the dope show And for those of you who don't know This is my solo album Some call me Skid Row Joe Mr. Pink Inch Joey Joe Joe Junior Shabadoo And Sir Smith the wordsmith The rubber gut And this is John Smith's Blunderbuss Or in transit [Scratching] "John" "Here me coming" "John"