It was all a dream
I used to read Knife Life magazine
Jimmy Lile and Robert Loveless on my cutting team
Hanging pictures on the wall
Every Saturday, martial arts at the knife store at the mall
I let my blades strop til my strops popped
Smokin weed and bowfishing, sipping on sodie pop
Way back when I had the Kabar, blade was black, with a sheath to match
Remember Friday Shivs, Duhh ha duh ha
You never thought that Nate's shop would take it this far
Knives are in the heat treat up at Pete's street
When they get made, blow up the For Sale page
And if you don't know, now you knokw