Sugar In The Tank

It’s gotta be said
I aim with the precision of an army tank
It’s gotta be said
I am just as subtle as I’m ignorant
A man without a plan

Listen to me
I’ll be frank with you
And if you will
Bill and Roger too

It’s gotta be said
You could have been my hero if you wanted to
But in the end
You’re the sugar in my tank
The sugar in my tank
The robber in my bank

Listen to me
I declare you war
For being the weak loser that you are

Chorus
What if I gave them loving
Knocked the hate right out of them
What if I gave them loving
Buried in a coffin
On the soul side