be spit shinned and hidden before the ford duster parketh, when mommy marched in, wrapped the broccoli in the napkin, for your electric paradesio after the parent crashes
tough look, im sorry, crooked priority list but mr. USA up all night's blackened heart already skips I'm 'bout to crash this bitch to hibernate tell Wolf
head and drive your car High velocity comes in control of their vehicles their reflexes decreased by deafening noise irresponsible youth back to town from the farest disco
never gone Verse One: Larceny Know what I'm sayin, We goin do it like this, Yo, yo, yo Larc Vegas banger Till they took my jet plane, cliffhanger Fuck it, Yeah he crashed
after lick, motherfucker [Verse Two- Roscoe] Young whippersnapper, dippin in my Acura For the young pistol packers, clip-slapper, click-clacker Chip-stacker, whip-jacker, crib-crashed
or brains Cos we need hard cash for living And later between tracks & raps with friends We'll find some time for loving Stratocasters straff the sky As disco
nigga and let me shine baby Shine my nickel 380 yo it's all gravy Never play me, follow orders you better obey me Sisco and dance all in the discos Crib
got no car And I've got no money I asked you to dance at the disco But you said, "No" The whole world was watching and laughing On the day that I crashed
Had my share of disco nights Did some talking, rainbow lights Easy smile shines like gold Burning hot and turning cold Live that kind of life before Lost
pretty fucking cold we chat with skins we meet, about the days of old and bands from skating days, gbh and tedencies black flag and kennedeys, and everything inbetween into a crash
Sitting upon the shore The waves crash and echo inside my head Approaching out in the distance A ship of slaves to bury the dead This island is a pirson
birds would sing to scarecrows In circadian rhythm Inside the garden of desperation A voice could be heard And all the plastic politician devils cry As all the skyscrapers come crashing
in a plastic bubble Speaking in tongues of false prophets Ugly as sin and possessed beyond hope We made love as we flew through the sky Cursed to one day crash
? Pay close attention, never before mentioned Listen up I got a brand new invention Made from a musician it's notes are played crisp But listeners listen to what I wrote on a disc
Short circulated Sleeping through the dopamine When you've got nothing to fear Too low to notice Superman in disco jeans Having a good time Just wish
mediocre girlfriend hits a parked car, yeah but until the day, you learn to surf or skate college jack o fagget sportin oakley blades yeah all on rollerblades crash
don't wanna fuck wit these I got mo' flavor than a hoe with a dick And a stick of gum on her tongue, I get you sprung With the psycho-alpha-disco, my
the Common, hypnotized by the unscrewing of the cylinder. Two feet of shining screw projected when, suddenly, the lid fell off! Two luminous disc-like