Somewhere In The World It's Midnight Lyrics - Street Sweeper Social Club - Street Sweeper Social Club

Somewhere in the world it's 3 o'clock 

Time to get out of school and think 

Somewhere in the world it's 5pm 

And quittin time means it's time to drink 

Somewhere in the world it's 8 o'clock 

Let's get fly, man, and go to the gig 

But somewhere in the world it's midnight 

And the guerrillas just shot two pigs 

Somebody needs to bottle 

This adrenaline 

Throw death the middle fin 

Stompin through your suburbs 

Like coke, meth, and riddling 

Streetlights and little sins 

We fight for little yen 

Despite the bitter end 

And ignite carcinogens 

This here's a little shot of 

Can't-Be-Stopped 

A lot o' Fuck-You-Pay-Me 

A little Fuck-The-Cops 

Cuz them parasites'll suck your wop 

And bankrupt your flock 

Chuck you overseas to duck the glock 

And in the gallows of San Quentin 

The officials were smitten 

By the smooth, suave way 

Which my initials were written 

So they paid no attention 

That the scribbled transmission 

Read "Imma get outta here, 

Pray I don't get ammunition" 

Somewhere in the world it's 3 o'clock 

Time to get out of school and think 

Somewhere in the world it's 5pm 

And quittin time means it's time to drink 

Somewhere in the world it's 8 o'clock 

Let's get fly, man, and go to the gig 

But somewhere in the world it's midnight 

And the guerrillas just shot two pigs 

Sometime the night falls just so 

You can't see the scars 

Discourse between the stars 

Is dialogue of stolen DVD players and VCRs 

I know a corner- if you say "cocaine" 

They claim that you takin the lord's name 

In vein 

I cam to spit flames 

Until this shit change 

Until we switch games 

The streets drown in pain 

Now 

Y'all might just drink and fuck to this 

Let's knuckle up and deconstruct the shit 

Imma show you what they dysfunction is 

They need some nickel-plated acupuncturists 

Vile and vulturous 

Let's get tumultuous 

And bring a multitude 

To where their luncheon is