Paroles: Primus. Tales From The Punchbowl. On The Tweek Again.

Used to come around here
To peddle his wares
A lot more takers now

The turkey "J"
You can taste the air
Around your face

His name was Barrest Jeffries
They picked him up twice
For cooking up amphetamine

Now he's on the tweek again
Drinking county prune
He doesn't mind so much

So we'd sit around the fire
Singing "Kumbaya"
"Kumbaya" I said