Funky fresh tunes And you're walking down the street And you're trying to find the girl That you really want to meet
You're flying past the reef And you're drinking shrunking heads You wake up in the morning And you wish that you were dead
As you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby They're looking for a fight
You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest
Jail cell - living hell Cains off me I'm free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine
Now the country club is cold And the country club is mean The attendants at the country club Ain't something to be seen
If you're messing with my girl You're messing with your life Cause I'm gonna cut you With a big, big knife You bet your fuckin' life!
Now as you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby They're looking for a fight
You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest
Jail cell - living hell Cains off me I'm free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine
I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear I wanna tell you a story baby I hope you wanna hear
Going downtown in the back of a car Some motha'fucka' left the door ajar Remember what your parents said Be home by eight and in your bed
Now as you stagger home In the blackest form of night The rollers out in force baby They're looking for a fight
You try to play the game You try to pass the test But the only thing in sight baby Is the sight of your arrest
Jail cell - living hell Cains off me I'm free Doing time - one more time Mine, all mine, all mine
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