Song | Cold Lunch |
Artist | Why? |
Album | Anticon Label Sampler 1999 - 2004 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I always wanted to be the voice of the screets | |
But my father was a rabbi and my mother made beets | |
I mean books | |
And the kids from the strees always gave me dirty looks. | |
It's watching you own shadow on a dirt bike | |
Get shot in the back under a street light | |
When you arrive at the party it will not be | |
Without a bullet in your back | |
And a poem about death | |
And of course your walkmen |