Born in a far-off land. A nation of heat and sand. A father who ruled by force. A mother who said, of course. A nation of fearful men. And women afraid of them.
He would lean into my cradle. Rest an revolver on an infant cheek. . Speeding' and singing. Singing and speeding. Speeding, singing. My infancy to sleep.
We need to relax (it's not a big deal). We cannot relax (it's such a big deal). The power couple's coming around. A friend of a friend (of a friend of a friend).
I'll admit that I'm in need. Not the cocaine Not the weed. Just Look at me, look at me, look at me. You don't have to Hold my hand. You don't have to like my band.
You get the runaround from him. The runaround from her. The runaround, around, around. You get the put you down from him. The put you down from her. They always, always put you down.
The man without a tan came strolling into town. He had the whitest collar and he brought a scene around. Girls were all a-drooling, [?] hum the lullaby.
Collaborations don't work. They don't work, they don't work. Collaborations don't work. They don't work, they don't work. Collaborations don't work. They don't work, they don't work.
A violent death. What a surprise. A violent death. No space to cry out. A violent death. No time for goodbyes. . I didn't think it would be like this.
a Pulitzer prize. an Oscar or two. are things I won't get. things I won't get. . a Bentley or Benz. well don't hold your breath. of things I won't get.
the places, they all look the same. . ill dive in, ill save you again. but friendship has limits you know. so how long, how far will you go. so many bridges in the world to jump off of.
Unlit streets and alleys, I don't care. I will stroll as if I'm on the Cote d'Azur. Muggers, pimps, and bangers everywhere. I don't feel the danger though I'm told it's there.
From the West Coast gonna take a plane. Hit the East Coast gonna take an A train. Hit the East Coast, going all the way. Why don't you come to Harlem?.
A Little Guy From The Suburbs. . I'm just a little guy from the suburbs. Who learned to kill before the others. Romantic activist I'm a joker. I say Vive Le Quebec Libre.
[Verse 1]. Words are in my head but I can't enunciate them clearly. Headphones on your head, they prevent a chance to even try. Some might find me borderline attractive from afar.