On the… - Mickey Avalon

On the… - Mickey Avalon

Год
2012
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
282540

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On the…

Mickey Avalon

When the neon lights shine down

And there’s no one else around

Whatcha gonna do when the clock strikes two

And all the freaks come out

On the ave…

When you’re on the ave…

Now I got a reason for breathin

Goodbye Hollywood and hello Cleveland

I didn’t tell my girl I was leavin

Packed my bags, jumped in the Lincoln

Suicide doors more to the meaning

Four on the floor, three on the tree and

I’m doin' speed on the 405 freeway

Officer give a white boy some leeway

Downtown with the he-say she-say

Don’t mean nothin cause the he-she's cliche

Downtown where your dreams just decay

$ 40 for a $ 20 for a BJ

But uptown they play my CD’s

Girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me

Who’s Mickey, she said, and smiled in a special way

Now I’m gonna keep on creepin'

Latchkey kids gettin' high all weekend

Lookin past the hood of my Fleetwood

Jesus on the dash and the king on the speaker

You can find me in the back of the theater like

Pee Wee Herman, holdin my weiner

I ain’t seen her since the milk went bad

And I didn’t mean to beat her is what I told her dad.

Round town it’s a stone cold fact

Avalon got a gun in his lap

Round town you can hear the clap

When I take the stage, and shake my ass

Out of town you can feel the heat

When my bus pulls up and steals your freaks

Out of town you can feel the noise

Come on girls, rock your boys!

Now I’m gonna speak on freedom

Do what you like fuck other people

They tell you what you’re supposed to do

How about your girl do me, and you do you

Now kick rocks before you get shot

In the back of the head all you heard was POP

Goes to weasel cause the weasel smoke rock

Hypodermic needle paramedic on the block

Chop your body up, drop it off the dock

Why you gotta go and call the mothafuckin cops?

It’s too late babe it could’ve been great

But you had to go and stab me in the back with a steak knife

Late night, waste away

Chain smokin' til the drapes turn grey

Cocaine helps me face the day

And then the pills wash the pain away

I won’t be blamed for your mistakes

Burned at the stake

For God’s sake

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