キー: F major
Verse 1
I think he's faking the band
it while holding hands
Bm
B
Architect, terrible vet with
Me clutching a 30- odd,
burn village laughing
Verse 2
D
B
Gas mask latched in, signal for the whirly
Verse 3
put your cans up
Paint the city scope with the
prettiest type of cancer
Watch 'em laser surge every
tumor like they the relic
New York is the truancy burg,
state of hysterica
Verse 4
jumping the fence
Grab the money and the charger for the
microchip embedded in head
Brooklyn is the life, equal parts joy, strife
I sit up in the cribbo and carve
these 'noid kites out of lead
Verse 5
on my neck
tried to make friends
Now I'm walking 'round lit
Am
D
But someone ran their key on my whip,
plus left dents
Verse 6
D
Bm
D
Bm
Welcome to my bas tard delight night,
gents
but none of it makes sense
Living is so demeaning but
D
Fake
Verse 7
aliens from lying saucers
Verse 8
I'm searching for bigger answers
The beat is so sick,
made with real bits of panther
The clay of the city streets,
don't take to these broken cleats
Am
D
But I hold my johnson and walk it retarded,
it's just me
Verse 9
What up, Tame?
D
Bm
D
B
Desperate men do dangerous things
New York with no kings
Bm
D
Desperate kids do dangerous shit
Full alarm system, it's on where you live
Verse 10
Death ducks weather maniacal
Dm
Verse 11
F
D
B
My name is El- Producto, my friend,
fiends try to draw me
Another close copy but not the God hardly
fuck yourself, pardon me
Verse 12
here they come to cure us all
Mind is on your money, sonny,
brain is on the curtain call
Give the kid a sack of D,
pass the child a bag of C
Even in the tenement residence
there's a pharmacy
Verse 13
D
Bm
Deadly young people, deadly new day
snare pattern play
Dignity for criminals,
Verse 14
War stole the future, peace is for bitches
relatively hellishly
Cops make guns whistle like here,
check the melody
You need to learn to worship
the warships
Verse 15
of course can leave corpses
The morbidist thoughts are made
Verse 16
laws and enforced quick
Verse 17
dash and cover my eyelid
edumucation, there's no patience
blinker in the waist and
Walkies all connected,
Am
Dm
Weathermen are the lefties that
Verse 18
D
Bm
D
Bm
Insight is disease, feed the criminal rotary
the same skull fuck locally
Feeling like a kid again,
Verse 19
umbilical choking me
not openly
Don't you even whisper shit,
not even if jokingly
up for air again
Now the air is poisonous,
environment choking me
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