D-law Lyrics - Riskin' It All - Dad

Look at that guy in those tight leather pants 

He can't sing and you can see he can't dance 

And Soulfinger's spinning, throwing his hair 

He's got nothing to say, he's just happy to be there 

Look at his friend and look at his face 

He's got a one track mind and a two stringed bass 

On garbage drums with a license to swing 

Pete sets the pace to anything 

But I don't care, no 

'Coz by the order of the police 

And sweet old Walt 

Yeah, we do as we please 

It's the Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

And we don't need no more, no 

We got the Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

Yeah, it's so far out, it makes anarchy a bore 

What the critics defined as presence of mind 

Is nothing but a wish to be four of a kind 

And though we do not share the same label 

Where each of us is a can of tomato 

From lower ego to upper i.d. 

We're climbing up on the social tree 

From cellar to TV, arena to bowl 

To Penthouse View from misery 

But I don't care, no 

'Coz by the order of the police 

And sweet old Walt 

Yeah, we do as we please 

It's the Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

Yeah, and we don't need no more, no 

We got the Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

Yeah, it's so far out, it makes anarchy a bore 

(Disneyland law) 

Yeah, we're doing our duty 

(Disneyland law) 

When following a track 

(Disneyland law) 

With our pistol foreskin back 

481914, anyplace you haven't been? 

This ain't open territory 

We're building a road-block 

On your guard, boys 

Oh, my god, there's a maniac in here 

Yeah, by order of the police 

We do as we please 

Wanna hear something funny? 

We print our own money 

Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

And we don't need more 

We got the Disneyland law 

(Disneyland law) 

It's so far out it makes anarchy a bore 

(Disneyland law) 

It's the beauty of the duty 

(Disneyland law) 

When following a track 

(Disneyland law) 

Disneyland law 

With our pistols foreskin back