You Ain't Been There Yet
Lyric by Nicolas Valenzuela
Music by William H. D'luhosh
© 1994 William H. D'luhosh (BMI), Nicolas Valenzuela (BMI)
Released in 1997 by Red and Black for Distant Planet Records

Kickin' around I got time on my hands
And a dream that's why I play
Messin' around gonna throw it in the fan
Well ya know I got plenty to say

People 'round here got a itchin' to rise
But most don't get to bat
I don't give a damn what you tell me to do
Baby whatcha think about that?

Floated on that big boat
Flew that silver jet
Shot your ambrosia with the high class set
Thought you hit the big time
Gonna lose that bet
Baby you ain't been there yet

You talk about death, you talk about drugs
You talk about gettin' laid
Talk about the glory of the gangland thugs
'Cause you know that's how you get paid

You tell them how you want to be
Like facts you state your case
You lyin' sack, you talk too much
And I just wanna slap your face

Floated on that big boat
Flew that silver jet
Shot your ambrosia with the high class set
Thought you hit the big time
Gonna lose that bet
Baby you ain't been there yet

Tearin' around this tired old town
You tell me that I got to change
Rippin' it down, that same old sound
Lord knows we been talkin' strange

Listen up here gonna tell you once
And I ain't gonna say it again
You can shove that noise where the sun don't shine
It ain't nothin' but the same old spin

Floated on that big boat
Flew that silver jet
Shot your ambrosia with the high class set
Thought you hit the big time
Gonna lose that bet
Baby you ain't been there yet